What is in a wind sound
That sings to the trees
When falling leaves
Are not green
And the air is cold
The day is short
It gets dark
Wind scatters leaves
on the ground

The clouds were piling
Sky had lightning
Piling, scaring
Finally showering
Streets were flowing
Water rushing
Thunder rumbling
Clouds were piling

What is in a wind sound and The clouds were piling by Aiden Levy. Used with permission. ©2020 by poet - All Rights Reserved