The wind talks in whispers
To the night sky
Will he reply?
The fire speaks with light
Every glow is a secret
To those who see it
The clouds communicate with color
Dark is to warn of a storm
Stay inside where it’s warm
The thunder roars with laughter
To summon the lightening
Is it frightening?
The water flows with waves
To calm you’re soul
That was black as coal
To the night sky
Will he reply?
The fire speaks with light
Every glow is a secret
To those who see it
The clouds communicate with color
Dark is to warn of a storm
Stay inside where it’s warm
The thunder roars with laughter
To summon the lightening
Is it frightening?
The water flows with waves
To calm you’re soul
That was black as coal
I wrote this in 8th grade. I think I was in Art corps... no wait, it was a nature project for english and I did it at home but it wasn't the one I used for the project.
