RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Mother Nature's Delight - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Winter has snuck up with a cold blast into the atmosphere,
collecting rain to throw down upon earth in buckets for
days on end.
Every once in a while, dumping beads of ice - hail - to
destroy our precious vehicles with dents, Mother Nature
delighting in this little mischief from heaven above.
Smiling, laughing behind her hand of nature and life, a
beautiful carefree season, leaves being blown from trees,
scattered across the surface of the earth in bangles.
Rainbow colors fading, skies of blue at times filled with
piles of clouds hanging overhead, spreading apart, showing
the blueness behind them at times.
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