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Playing Tag With Thunder
Lightning flashes so brightly outside;
rain's falling fast and furious.
Feeling vibrations in my fingers
jolts loosen the window pane.
Delightful, but frightful, quivers follow.
Mummy shudders, shoulders and head;
Sissy covers up her ears.
I'm deaf, my other senses
eagerly expect something after sparks.
I wait and faces change.
Like a sudden tag game,
I see the brilliant flashes.
Sissy tags me, "You're IT!"
I can guess thunder's timing
just before he reaches base.
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