Contributor: Gary Thomas Hubbard
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Hazy clouds with a lightshow behind
Thunder roars and startles our mind
Lightning dances across open skies
Blindingly bright so I close my eyes
Rain starts softly to fall to the ground
Life slows as I listen, what a calming sound
Startled by the crashing noise from above
Nature serenades me with sounds that I love
Rain increases and pounds the damp ground
Making muddy puddles pop up all around
Thunder is muffled as the storm moves away
Lightning flashes like a child with a flashlight at play
All that is left is a small sidewalk flood
And bunches of puddles, filled up with mud.
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I was born and raised in Ohio and now I live in Florida. I'm married and we have two children. Most important, I'm a Papa. There are a dozen poems on this site and I have a poem printed in "Stormcloud Poets second anthology".
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