Nature

Can you feel the breeze?

Rushing through the trees.

Can you see the light?

That's shinning bright.

 

The warmth of the sun,

Let's kids have fun.

But when the clouds come out,

You will hear the shouts.

 

And the lightning would flash.

Then the thunder would sound.

And the rain would splash.

Then the noise would shake the ground.

 

Soon the trees would grow.

Exspecially that Old Willow.

Flowers would bloom.

After the thunder went boom!

 

The branches would sway.

And the rain would fly away.

The sun would come out.

And the children would rome about.

 

Mothers would be upset.

Because their kids were all wet.

The kids would cry.

Then go and get dry.

 

They would want to relive.

What the couldn't give.

Just so all their shame.

Would wash away with the rain.

 

Kids would run out.

Just to say,

And shout.

That they had had a good day.

 

They would sit under,

The Old Willow.

And remember and the thunder.

The watch the Old Willow.

 

Grow and,

Grow and,

Grow.

Until out came the snow.