ANOTHER

I love the way the thunder booms,
The way the water sweeps the dirt like brooms,
While the pounding rain ceases to stop,
Lighting crackles and the air seems to pop!

As the thunder rumbles in the distance,
The rain slows, the lighting stops.

The sun peaks out from under the blankets,
To see if the storm has gone back to sleep,
To be woken up on another hot, humid day.

The sun’s rays are reflecting off of the water drops,
And a beautiful rainbow seems to pop!

The colors shine;
The birds creep out and start to dine,
On nature’s fresh, wet meal.

The animals come out,
and they don’t start to pout,
for the warm sun has come out again.

Foxes wrestle,
birds chirp,
squirrels play,
and birds burp!
(from eating too many worms)

The caterpillars crawl from leaf to leaf,
while ants start marching, searching for food (not beef)

All is calm.  The animals play,
Waiting for another storm, another day.