Weather Play Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
Weather Play
Cool summer rains
do their dance with the sun;
drench the landscape
and spoil all our fun.
But when the sun comes out to stay
he chases all lingering blues away;
coaxes the flowers to open like before
chides Mother Nature behave once more.
Soon enough the temperatures rise
as though we could ever forget,
life beneath such clear blue skies
is baking heat and sweet summer sweat.
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