Caution's Warning
While mowing my fields, brief thought came to light;
I grasped that the wind was quitting the fight.
Noting the clouds gave attention with fear...
to move indoors was absolutely clear.
The still before the storm, just enough time
for safety, an epiphany sublime.
When the warning turns to watch, best take care;
radar maps are a forecaster's nightmare.
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