I like living, inside boxes, warm each day I snoozed away.
Never relenting to sundown, the cold weather made me quake.
But I never complained, about the snow, sleet or rain.
Then thunder was heard, and darkness deep, I have begun to shake.
The roar of natures fury, made me muster courage so fake.
My fear forgot about dread and gave me a great dry thirst to slake.
Waking in a warm yellow lake.
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But I never complained, about the snow, sleet or rain. Then thunder was heard, and darkness deep, I have begun to shake. The roar of natures fury, made me muster courage so fake. nature is so kind to us and give us courage to stand against odd... we written poem with deep meaning.. i love dit... shy do we neglect nataure..... merci..o, rain, god...rain delay