dianne anderson

Natures Wind

The wind it came from nowhere
Great gusts that roared around
The flowers lost their petals
Falling without a sound

The clouds they raced across the sky
Fleeting shapes that caught the eye
Black and grey no sun at all
Only the wind with it's howling call

Rainbow colours scattered the ground
Torn from their pride of place
A silken carpet of the brightest hues
Now laying as if they had drowned

Then suddenly the wind had ceased
And replaced with a golden sun
The birds returned to flying
And nature was at peace

Flowers will regain ...