Mother Nature Poem by Anisa Witham

The way the sky is gloomy and blue today.

It’s cold the wind is moving slow.

Time seems to have stopped.

It’s an ordinary day

There is dead silence.

The wind is picking up but yet the trees don’t want to move.

Rain is coming, you can see it in the sky.

Dark blue covers the sky.

The wind picks up, trees shake but yet rain refuses to fall.

Clouds leave to another part of the sky.

Sun breaks through and pours onto the ground.

It feels warm like the first summer breeze.

Everyone gets up and leaves.

Time to go.