Mother Nature

The wind is swishing throughout the field. 

Tickling leaves, squawking for attention,

The trees are waving like a friendly neighbour.

Whooshing and waving, creak and a crunch,

A mysterious figure moves slowly towards us.

“SNAKE!” 

Before you know it, he vanishes

Squeals of delight fill the air.

Striking, zapping the thunder gets me feeling grim.

The thunder is glooming and booming.

Every night, I see the lightning,

It makes me feel so bright.

When I see the plants and trees getting together

it fills me up with glee!