#BadPoetryThursday – The Storm

Peering out the window,
It’ll be here soon.
Building in the distance,
Rollin’ in, ’round noon.

There’s a bit of lightening,
Followed by the rain.
Spattering all it’s coolness,
across my window pane.

Just as it came,
Away it blows.
Another summer day,
It comes, then it goes.

All the little thunders,
We’ll take them, frame by frame.
Maybe they’ll save us,
From the big, bad hurricane.

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