Windy-Sunny-Rainy Weather Poem by john wake

As the butterflies fly,
I here the wind sing them by
As the creepy crawling creatures, crawl;
I see, them find partners on the walls

As the lizards, that have weathered;
The blizzard appear, they lie out in the sun that burns red
And as wasps hissed,
I felt the wind’s kiss;

She came and went silently,
As the sun roared proudly.
And as the clouds cry,
I wish not to pry;

Into nature’s indifferent ways.
What wars raged in the sky?
The fiery ball
Still illuminated all,

While the withering
Clouds lost there puff, in this windy-sunny-rainy weather.