If I had to choose one day to define myself...

Working from the inside out.

I would start off with a storm,

Wind howling,
Rain falling,
Lighting sparking,
Shelter calling,
Men running,
Thunder booming,
Women hiding,
Darkness looming,

I would wipe away that storm,
Replace it with a calm wind,

Soft sunshine,
Bees and birds,
Warm winds,
Inside; nerds,
Sleeping; babies,
Outside; jocks,
Working; adults,
Sandals and socks.

Take that day and bundle it in snow,

Cold, clear ice,
Ol' Jack Frost,
Snowmen frozen,
Everyone's lost,
Blue fingers,
Numb toes,
Vacuum flasks,
Thick snows.

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Ugh I hate this it was a dare that... Got wildly out of hand. It will be deleted tomorrow morning. I suck at poetry and I deeply apologise.