Tearing off all the leaves,
Leaving cold and bare the bark
As the days grow mournfully dark.
The Wind whispered wildly
-As if telling a secret it shouldn't have-
It swayed, curved, and swurved
Around and through the trees.
Bringing the Tide to the shore,
It's waves crashing powerfully
Up against Mother Natures door.
She Answered this knock
With a loud blinding crack,
And so Fire spread.
Air, Fire, Water, and Earth
They all came together to overthrow her.
And Mother Nature was no more
Now just ashes and piles of dirt.