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Mother nature cried🥲

Mother nature cried🥲

The highest heavens opened up yon floodgates in the shrouded skies

As Mother nature sighed and wept buckets from her weary eyes

And like sailors jumping overboard as their ship toppled with capsize

Earth was suddenly saturated from that dreadful darkness of demise

Frightening fork lightening, flashed fiercely, the day that Mother nature cried

And as thunder rumbled, raging overhead, I felt the urgent need to hide

They say that ripples ran like rivers running thru that quaint countryside

Rugged rocks and rubble rolled down from the top to the bottom of the highest hills, causing a landslide

Then twas as if a magic wand had waved, and wafted from the powers that be

Suddenly arched from east to west, was such a beautiful sight to see

A double rainbow immediately appeared overhead, so magically

Then the sunshine blazed with glory, as Mother nature’s mood mellowed momentarily…

Copyright@Jill Tait
30.06.22’

 

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Greg Etsell

wow Jill welcome 
back to comso 
you were missed 
another awsome poem

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Jill Tait

❤️❤️❤️Awww I am never far away from Cosmo ❤️❤️❤️

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Jill Tait

Aww Thank you ❤️💕❤️

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