The storm

Not a leaf is stirring 

Blades of grass are standing

Proud and defiant,

Magpie's warbling is heard

Time to get the clothes in.

Clouds are building

Dark, thick and fast,

Thunder rumbling

Is swiftly approaching,

Wind is picking up,

Rain is falling,

Falling horizontally 

The storm is here!

Rain has stopped 

Wind has dropped

Thunder rumbling

Is but a murmur

Leaves are dribbling

Grass shrug droplets.

It all lasted 

But ten minutes 

Goodbye storm!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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