Weather Poem by Chloe Heartless

The sun comes rising early,
For the Summer time has come,
He can't wait to see,
His faithful friends,
Waiting so eagerly,
To see him too.

The cloud's have come,
All waiting for a storm,
Ready to ruin the poor sun's day,
They start to weep,
So the sun will leave.

The wind,
She can see their plan is not working,
So she starts howling,
As if she's in pain.

The Sun get's the point,
So he leaves sadly.

The moon,
She see's,
What the other's have done,
So she come's so quickly,
And shoo's them away.

She light's up,
So bright,
Helping the town,
They see it and stare in awe.

What they stare at,
Are the Star's,
Who are twinkling so bright,
They see and decide to give them a show,
And start dancing.