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B4 Peace Resumed Her Sway

Autumn leaves swish in spirals as the bitter wind carries them Branches and twigs crackle as they are caught in the mayhem, Whoosh, they fly about in the turbulent sky and bash to the ground Swirling they take off in a flash and then settle with a rustling sound. The whispering wind sweeps a shivery veil across my form And I stand icy cold and defiantly I wait for the storm I watch as wrens dart around the falling leaves and enjoy a romp Warning them of the approaching danger my feet begin to stomp Booming thunder can be heard far off to the east It won’t be a safe place to be out tonight for man or beast Dazzling light overwhelms the sky as the lightning strikes Heavy showers form oozing mud that now covers my Nikes Pelting rain begins to fall and each droplet lands with a splash Its time to flee inside as huge hailstones begin to thump and crash. Sponsor Emile Pinet Contest Name Onomatopoeia 7th July 2022

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