Work and Storms

It was a night of wind and rain While in the sky above Nature was putting on a light show While the thunder became the sound of guns It reminded me of the old B&W movies I use to watch as a child And the lightening seemed like explosions Far, far off in the distance I stood by my window That overlooked the western road Watching the battle draw nearer and nearer Letting my imagination run free Not even moving an inch As an old tree in my front yard Was struck by one of nature’s shells And tumbled down across the road It’s funny how the mind works While I watched all this happen The only thought I had was How the hell am I going to get to work tomorrow