Waterspouts
Coming down
So far away
Putting on such a display
One then two
One goes up
Then comes three
Four thank God
There is no gore
Five way out side
Six picking up fish
Then thunder crash
Lighting flash
Better get inside
Hoping no boat
Caught in the storm
Thankful protected
Not needing to alarm
Never thought
Lived to see the day
When the waterspouts did play
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2009
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