“Ode to the Atmosphere” by Justin W.

 

Atmosphere, oh atmosphere,

our kind atmosphere—

without you how

would we survive?

We couldn’t.

 

Atmosphere, at times you’re dramatic

and destructive, with hurricanes

and tornadoes flying by, sharp blasts

from Lake Michigan in the Windy City.

 

Atmosphere, oh atmosphere,

at times our calm atmosphere,

with flocks of birds flying

in peaceful blue spring skies.

 

 

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