I watched a summer storm roll in...
Lightening strikes near by in the quickly seceding sky,
The river water is choppy,
And a little girl swings higher,
Than she's ever gone before.
The whispering trees shiver with dark blue behind them,
Thunder rumbles.
Skin pricks up in the presence of gathering electricity,
And the sun dies for an afternoon.
A pure white gull circles in protest,
The wind is crying rain.
Mountainous black clouds roil over the horizon,
And a single gasp signals the plunge.
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