When Heavens Cry
Thunder kaboomed through the lightning streaking sky,
Raindrops splattered by,
The earth lapped up each drop like a dry desert,
Puddles formed in dirt,
Dripping leaves drip dripped their assent to freshness,
Spreading out lushness,
Children splash-jumped their way across the wet road,
To their own abode,
The heavens did cry,
No spot was left dry,
Thunder kaboomed through the lightning streaking sky.
11/20/18
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Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2018
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