Storm Gathers

Clouds come in as the evening falls

Momma bird scolds her young

Treetops sway in the gathering breeze

Knowing soon a storm will come

Rain will fall across the land

Flowers will drink their fill

Creatures will hide in bush and grass

Keeping safe from a soaking chill

I will in my snug home stay

Out of the wet and cold

Dreaming if the vibrant grass to come

And bright flowers petals to unfold.

The view from my favorite deck seat.