Poem -
STORM NOW COMING
Out in the distance thunder could be heardÂ
Times like this I wish I were a birdÂ
For I would disappear and fly awayÂ
Where there is only sunshine day after dayÂ
I looked towards the sky which is now jet black
Time for galoshes and the trusty rainmac
Don't get me wrong I'm not scared of the storm
I only wish that the weather was dry and warmÂ
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Comments
It sure was a Heller of a storm for the time of year and such an innocuous sounding name--- Hannah. Should have been more like Belladonna Banshee is on her way.... DD X