A Thunderstorm
When you don’t expect a thunderstorm,
It sure can take its toll,
Being at the mercy of a power
Out of your control.
You can hide or duck for cover
Or confront it and get soaked,
For the rage that it embodies
Needs no cause to be provoked.
And eventually it passes
Which, for everybody’s sake,
Is a welcome calm, but repercussions
Linger in its wake.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2024
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