Cloud
Cloud
Looking up that I see..
Is a Cloud..
Thunderhead..
Forming..
Humidly is on the rise..
Air is sucking..
To the Cloud..
In the Sky..
Soon this Cloud will form..
Into this great huge storm..
No telling what this storm will do..
Sheets of rain will stream down through..
Sometimes hail - will damage the ground..
Much money loss over a cloud that grew to prevail..
Sometimes tornados spin down then destruct a killing path..
All started from that Cloud, that humidly, in a rising air mass..
Copyright © Jack Reed | Year Posted 2009
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