Summer's Tempest


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Summer's Tempest

Summer's Tempest is in the air,
dark rolling clouds are everywhere.
Soon the sun begins to fade,
 rolling thunder pierced the glade.

Now the winds begin to rise,
in a violent battle for the prize.
The trees in a frenzied dance,
 rain begins to flow and prance.
Soon lightening joins in the fight,
Striking trees and ground with all it's might.
Branches crack, the leaves they shudder,
again, we hear the rolling thunder.

© June 3, 2010. M Suzanne Wyatt, All rights reserved