The Weather Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

I sit here by my window, I see birds flying by...yet it is so beautiful to see.

The wind gives a gentle push through the air that I breath.
Now I see this day was so beautiful indeed, that there was not even a rain cloud above.

What a sight to see, to see the birds flying by.
The blue sky's was clear as day, with only just a little wind blowing by.

Do you still see the birds flying by your window...the wind as now laid to rest.
Only just a slight breeze will change the weather.


July 17th 2010