The sun is shining peacefully,
Burning through my skinKilling me silently
With its intoxicating rays.
The rain falls from the sky
In drips and drops and floodsRoaring across the landscape,
Not waving but drowning.
The wind picks up a mighty speed
No longer just a breeze,Ripping by in gusts and gales
And tearing by in hurricanes.
The ice and snow of winter
Make the world into a wonderlandWhere slips and slides are commonplace
And the land begins to freeze.
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