They say,
it is coming,
THE BIG STORM.
They say,
it will knock down bridges,
with its howling wind,
flood valleys,
scrape the earth from the hills
and end the drought.
They say,
it will do all of that and more.
I stare
through the window
at the grey-black sky
and wonder
will I be disappointed?
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Author:
Trenz Pruca (
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Comments3
Nature has its own way of doing things, can anybody really interpret it?
Andy
Yes but you can always enjoy it.
@They say' is only man trying to gainsay nature. But nature will have its way and man may not survive. For we are only abusing the what will be after all.
It will.
You have a style of your own - a joy
to read.
Thank you.
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