Daydream

Imagine a day,let's say,in mid June

Just before Morning becomes Afternoon

You see a flash and then hear a boom

As a storm has arrived or one will very soon

As the branches blow off of the trees

You feel as safe as safe could be

Whether at home watching TV

Or out having brunch with a party of three

As the hail bounces off of the ground

And the leaves wantonly blow around

A clap of thunder makes a sound 

That's heard by the entire town

Followed by a brilliant flash

That one sees as they're about to pass

And the peace those people say they feel

Just before they die

And swim up through the raindrops

Until they touch the sky

Can be traced back to the word

With which this poem begins

Because anything can happen

If one imagines it did