Stormy Day In Cyprus
Went out to the overtures heralding a stormy day,
The cacophony of thunder and lightning display.
Rivers of rain came pouring down from the hills,
Overflowing from the drain and the gully.
As folk to shelter they quickly did scurry.
Snow on The Troodos, so I was told,
Will help fill the dams as the winter unfolds.
Cosy and warm as I gaze outside,
A mug of mint tea by the fireside.
The wind shakes the trees with it's howling cry.
On this stormy grey day, with my book, I'll get by.
© Dave Timperley December 2014
Copyright © Dave Timperley | Year Posted 2014
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