The Weather Poem

It has been snowed in the morning but in afternoon day

the sun was appeared from the joyous sky, it seemed

decent, the wind has blown of cold breeze so suddenly

and heavenly, the snow was not lasting till the next

day after all, but know the wicked clouds were in and

out gracefully, the weather can be tricky at first sight

what a night in the western part, It's only first day of

inglorious Springtime mode, it could be a miracle and

a mysterious dream to be, it hasn't be cold, it will be

warm and cozy, let the grass and trees were being green

as bright and colorful, that was a outrageous poem, when

the flowers and daisies will grow as strong within

Written by

Michael James Brindley

4-8-16