In the hush before the dawn breaks,
The gentle breeze carries tales untold,
Whispering secrets of the night’s embrace,
As the sky adorns its robe of gold.

Raindrops dance on the windowpane,
A melody of nature’s gentle touch,
Each drop a story, each cloud a canvas,
In the symphony of the weather’s clutch.

The sun’s warm kiss upon the earth,
Awakens the blooms from their slumber,
A chorus of colors sings to the sky,
In the vibrant hues of nature’s number.

As twilight descends with a sigh,
Stars sprinkle the heavens with light,
The weather weaves its timeless tale,
Guiding us through day and night.