The sky has darkened:
Trees quiver as the cool breeze blows erratically;
Leaves flutter nonsensically down to earth;
The grass trembles as if in the presence of a giant.
Birds that once filled the air with song fly quickly to their nests;
An old man hurries to finish raking leaves;
Lo, the earth is now still.
Then the rustling in the trees returns,
The sky brightens itself cheerfully,
Birds chirp and fly freely.
The world breathes: false alarm!
Sabryna Jean Ralph, 1980
Be You Very Well 
Aug 03, 2015 @ 13:32:16
Finally……”published”. Whoop! I love it just as much as the first time I read it. Love you, daughter🌹
Mom
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Aug 03, 2015 @ 19:52:12
Thanks! ☺️
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