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First Thunderstorm

First thunderstorm of the season rolling through with a vengeance, Dark gray clouds boiling over booms of thunder threatening, Lightning in the distance. The trees are trembling with fear, Birds are hiding taking refuge, protecting their nests, Any minute now the deluge. written April 11, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 4/12/2022 1:12:00 PM

You are getting me ready for what we expect in Kansas tonight " booms of thunder threatening, Lightning in the distance."

L Milton Hankins
Date: 4/12/2022 1:47:00 PM

From what I am reading and hearing from the weather people, you need to batten down the hatches, Caren. Supposed to be really severe weather in your area.

Bill Baker

Date: 4/12/2022 7:30:00 AM

It's spring, and the showers and thunderstorms cometh! Timely poem my friend, write on! Bill

L Milton Hankins
Date: 4/12/2022 8:57:00 AM

Thanks, Bill. You have been on a Milt-reading binge. Thanks so much for taking this much time with my scribbling.