Morning Weather
Morning Weather
By: Miracle Man
11-7-2019
I awoke this morning,
To the sound of heavy rain.
Leaves are now matted,
And yards a stopped up drain.
This morning the air is chilled,
So near the fireplace I huddle.
Then upon peeking outside,
I view just one big puddle.
From a northwest direction,
I hear the chilling wind whistle.
Which on the back of my neck,
Hair is caused to just bristle.
So this tells me that today,
Will be spent mostly inside.
But whatever God gives me,
I’ll be content to abide.
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