In one short day, the weather changed
From dark to
bright and rearranged
Our
attitudes and clothes we wear
To fit the
hours, foul or fair.
It started
out with quite a storm
But temps
unusually warm,
As rain ran
riot ‘cross the road
And lawns
turned into puddle mode.
The winds
whipped wildly; from each tree
The squirrels
scampered crazily.
Umbrellas,
often such a perk,
On days like
this, don’t really work.
As hours
passed by, with me inside,
The rain
decided to subside
And then the
wind slowed down, as well,
For good, as
far as I could tell.
The sun
peeked out, for just a while.
I got my
walk in, with a smile,
But heading
back, dark clouds appeared,
This fickle
weather really weird.
And now
tonight, some thunder struck
And
raindrops we will have to duck.
Tomorrow, I
can just surmise,
Will bring
another new surprise.
No comments:
Post a Comment