I bring in the storms
And take them away
I bring in the fog
Fresh from the bay
I'm the shepard
And the clouds are my sheep
I'm the song
That puts you to sleep
I can have fun
As I play in the trees
I push and I pull
As I dance in the leaves
I can be violent
And destructive at times
But no need to worry
I'm really quite kind
I'm just a prankster
Your hair, I tease
No way to control me
I do as I please
Author notes
A revision of an older poem I did that only had, I believe, three stanzas. I wrote this poem for the poetry slam that was held at my school my freshman year. I got second place in my class.
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