Tick Tock goes the clock,
The time is speeding away,
With it goes my dream.
(This reflects my mood today. If you automatically know what this is about then maybe you can relate. If you don’t….count yourself lucky) 😦
Tick Tock goes the clock,
The time is speeding away,
With it goes my dream.
(This reflects my mood today. If you automatically know what this is about then maybe you can relate. If you don’t….count yourself lucky) 😦
I love days like today
Where the weather is cool and I can smell rain in the air.
A sense of anticipation lingers
As I watch the treetops swaying in the wind.
Side to side they shimmy
As if they are dancing the tango,
The thunder calls out the beat
And they move in step to its call.
The sun hides away temporarily searching for drier lands
And the sky darkens before the rain seeks its entrance
To the World’s stage it arrives and drenches us with its presence
Soaking us through with its touch, covering our bodies with its very being
Tap, tap, tapping on the windows and drum, drum, drumming on the pipes,
It envelops the very stage that gives it life.
The thunder booms down its loud bass beat
While the lightning adds its deadly light show
The thunderstorm has become Nature’s own play
With lights, sound and special effects
While the rain pounds away, we are reminded of our roles
As players in nature
And small actors in this little scene of many in Life.
Just like us, the rain is here for a time
And then gone…..
But in its absence, there is always evidence of its existence.
And in its return
There is always something missing that has gone before.
I love days like these
When the thunderstorms come
Days like these
Remind me to
Enjoy life.
-Sharon Hughes
*This was written spur of the moment today right before a thunderstorm is headed this way. It just popped in my head as I typed. I haven’t wrote a poem in awhile so hopefully you like this one!*
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