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Whether or not. We'll always have weather. Sometimes cold and sometimes hot✨. Days of freezing gentle snow. Icy winds that blow and blow. Fog and mist that deadens sound⛄.
I am the winters snow,. I can be gentle or a flurry,. I'm icy cold I'm freezing,. Turning the temperature down in a hurry,. I lay my blanket on the earth,. A blanket of white crisp snow,.
Thoughts dance idly like the trees leaves. Memories float on a hot summers breeze. Opinions flourish like springs new flowers. Judgements rain down like April showers.
Last night, November slipped away. She blew a kiss and said so long, but she just couldn't stay. Kind December moved in in her stead, With glistening eyes of ice.
It's my friend, Mr. Grey Said Mr. Blue Sky Dropping off rain As he rolls on by You'll have to accept That autumn is here And you won't see much From me I fear Grey said, I'm afraid Mr.
#personification Someone's hidden Summer, She's gone without a trace, Also Spring's gone AWOL, She hasn't shown her face...
Willow bending in the breeze, Manoeuvring the wind with ease. Oak standing tall and strong, Your roots are planted, wide and long. Pine tree, with needles green, Gives our Christmas Nature's sheen.
Rain,rain,rain why so dull The rivers and streams are so full.
Summer, winter, fall, spring, Whatever the weather You always hear them sing. Swirl in your sheets, As their songs fill the air, With different greets.
Though I love the rain. It makes me wish. For a dry sunny day. Where I'm sat. With a glass in hand. Kiss my woes away. The light through the trees. Make the colours vibrant. Bright flickering colours.
We begin with summer, When heat is all, When leaves and flowers, And ivy crawl, The heat is harsh, And loved by some, When others wish- -for a little less sun.
With hearts eager, in the golden haze, Heated passion, and endless days We find eachother, amongst the collage, our lives similarly, like a colourful montage Midas light, shining on us,...
In the summer I sprawl out, When I lay inside my bed... Trying to find a cold spot, And somewhere comfy to lay my head. In the winter I curl up tight, There I hug my knees.