Poem: the beauty of nature

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The wind blows,

As the clouds had arose.

Rain pouring down,

Upon the beautiful town.

Birds hiding in the trees,

Everywhere drifting leaves.

The lightning is coming,

While it hits with heavy striking.

The lightning had then stop,

And I look up to see a drop.

Then comes a rush of hail.

It was constant and wouldn’t fail.

After about an hour,

The sun was shone above the tower.

It was a beautiful sight,

And near was a rainbow light.

The butterflies had come about,

And roosters began to shout.

Bumblebees began making honey,

While the surrounding environment made me feel quite sunny.

Blue jays would come and make their nest,

So their little ones could have some rest.

Eagles flew by fast,

While not even waiting for the last.

Nature has its own meaning,

Just like the Humming Birds singing.

You never know what to seek,

Which is why nature is so unique.