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