Summer's Tempest is in the air,
dark rolling clouds are everywhere.
Soon the sun begins to fade,
as rolling thunder pierces the glade.
The winds they begin to rise,
in a vicious battle for the prize.
The trees now in a violent dance,
as rain begins to flow and prance.
Soon the lightening starts to strike,
marking ground and trees with all its might.
Branches crack, their leaves they shudder,
once again we hear the rolling thunder.
As quickly as the tempest came,
the dance moves on to other games.
Now the trees are gently swaying,
as the wind and rain stops it's playing.
In the distance you can see
the tempest traveling wild and free.
Once again the batlle will reign,
as summer's storm prevails again.