You know her
Always in the latest getup
Whatever the season
Moody with that
One never knows
Where one stands with her
Sunny one day
Stormy the following
Without any hint of regrets
Her shudders are legendary
How many men has she left lying in the dust?
No one resists her temper
She discards through feelings, cries
Is deaf to any plea or fear
She simply does not care
Beautiful and peaceful in the morning
Devastation and ruins follow her
Eternal and ephemeral
She is the ultimate femme fatale
Everyone knows her
Indeed she is a Dangerous Lady,
She goes by the name of Nature.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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