Trees screaming in the wind,

Sunlight scraping through the branches,

Rain begins to fall, patting gently against the leaves,

Animals scatter here and there,

The sun jumps behind the clouds,

The water gushing loudly through the stream,

The wind is as loud as a wolf howling,

Now it’s silent.

The rain has stopped.

The sun is now slowly creeping out from behind the clouds,

It’s warm and beautiful,

It’s summer.