The Storm Falls
On rolling hills and deep ravines,
thunder quakes and treetops lean.
Raindrops fall upon the ground,
softly weeping without a sound.
The wings of the Humming bird sing,
quickly drinking all that sweetness brings.
Acorns swing within their trees,
winds whipping to set them free.
Little squirrels digging deep,
seeking a long hidden treat.
Mother Nature sends her call,
when upon nature the storm falls.
Copyright © Kimberly Friend | Year Posted 2007
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