The Wonder Weather Poem by Shamsher Kendal

The weathers do have its share,
to dispose of my despair.

When I see a cloud cast,
my heart expands to the vast.

When they cover all the sky,
a penchant propels me to fly.

There unleashes a cool breeze,
I always dance with the trees.

When I watch the leaves' glare,
I experience it a soothing affair.

When the birds commence twitter
all the milieu develops sweeter.

When I behold branches' entangles,
it confuses like jingling of bangles.