Poetic Weather Forecasting
Good morning! Hear ye these forecasts so sure:
Today, we greet a cloudy disclosure
expressing to us “no-sun” exposure…
let’s bask under heavenly rays’ pleasure
thanking God for rainy weather’s pressure
to welcome great blessing-showers' treasure
abundant for sharing beyond love's measure.
Tomorrow, we can get out from barracks
unmindful of distress-scorching attacks
midst sunny mood toward camp with back packs
full of delicious and nutritious snacks
to be relaxed from storm-hit service tracks
oblivious of thunder’s deterring knacks…
By the way, be warned of alarm clocks’ cracks.
Next week, we continue our journey flight
since climate is so well before our sight
let’s keep on doing what is good and right
exalting the Lord, braced by faith’s delight
worshipping Him midst fair weather* day light
then praying before a sound sleep at night…
This is your funny forecaster, leaving you love’s might.
*Job 37:22 Fair weather cometh out of the north: with God is terrible majesty.
March 20, 2022
(Light verse Poem in Rhyme Form)
Edited on October 6, 2023
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2022
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