Mr. Weather Poem by Aleigha Rieger

the vast dark sky is roaring with anger
throwing out sharp bursts of danger
he holds back no dropp of constraint
his sadness hidden behind obvious hate
what caused this hideous outrage
the truthful weather, an invisible cage
trapped by his harsh actions
thriving by our scared frantic reactions
the prickly wind twirls all around us
each in a scurried rush
knowing there is no where to hide
hopeful clouds shifting aside
the judging storm is clearing away
looks lite it's going to be a beautiful day!