Thunderstorms and I Have An Oath
Of course others occupy my thoughts
Not during this thunderstorm
Because I am concentrating on her beauty
Thunder. Lightning. I am enthralled and impressed.
Obviously a nature lover, I am open to the storm
She is prancing and dancing through my mind tonight
Not in the forefront, but I cannot help but feel her power
Observe her fortitude and grace
I shall neither hinder her
Or obstruct her in any way
As she prances around tonight
She is as obdurate as an owl with dinner
Showing her force in thunder pops and lightning swirls
Some object
Not I
Thunderstorms and I have an oath
To uphold each other’s truth
I stay in my oasis of a house
No matter what has occurred outside
An obligation to myself
To adhere to the natural oath
Thunderstorm and I have signed
To adhere to and abide by
In every occasion
Some feel storms are
Obscene. I adore her myself!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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