A'Musing
At 6 a.m. this morning’s sun
Was huge and orange-red,
Without a hint of what the day
Would be like hours ahead.
For now the sky is full of clouds
With not a speck of blue.
That orange orb is hidden
And they say a storm's a’brew.
At least there is a little breeze
So I can sit until
The raindrops head my way; by then
I will have had my fill.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2021
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