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A Passing Storm

The tattered remnants of a thunderstorm
flashes slivers of lightning without form,
retreating from a sky set to transform.
As the sun starts shining, honeybees swarm,
while Nature quickly returns to the norm.

Excited children rush outside to play
as the thunderclaps rumble far away.
And cornflower blue skies soon supplant grey;
it's going to be a fabulous day.

Crystal droplets glisten in the sunlight,
and flower petals, no longer curled tight,
form colorful splotches summoned by light.

The ozone-imbued air smells sterile, clean,
as Nature dons a sparkling shawl of green.

And a chorus of songbirds starts singing.

In the afterglow of a passing storm,
breezes blow gently as the treetops sway.
And the sun appears as a shining knight,
whose brilliance illuminates the whole scene;
an intro to the warmth it'll be bringing.

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L Milton Hankins Date: 5/14/2022 1:15:00 PM Wow, another example of exquisite writing from the master! Enjoyed this form, Emile. Hope you are having a wonderful weekend. Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 5/15/2022 10:17:00 AM Oh my, I hate to hear this, Emile. You must take care of yourself. I know it does linger for some folks, so I'm thinking of you and hoping it will clear up very soon. Emile Pinet Date: 5/15/2022 7:41:00 AM Thanks, Milt; I am still having complications from the covid. I think I may be suffering from Long covid. As always, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.