FLOETRY: LONELY AIR

Lonely air.......
Lonely air have's a temper,
As it breeze's by.
The wind knocks down everything,
Making sounds as if it cries.
Pounding on windows,
And creating ocean and sea ties.
It tries to destroy whatever's in it's path.
From garbage cans, leafs to trees,
To houses and human beings.
Lonely air is swift with no fear.
Blowing hats away, breaking umbrellas,
Leaving it all in it's rare.
Turning lights out so you won't see,
How it builds up all it's negative energy.
Releasing it all at full speeds,
Without making a speech.
I understand it now,
It's just like me.
Lonely air haves a temper.......

MR. STANLEY