Summer Storm

Lying silently upon my bed
with a pillow comforting my weary head
I sleepily became aware
of distant thunder rumbling somewhere

The air was warm and still
outside my open window sill
But in an instant the wind blew in
As applause before the show begins

The pattering on my rooftop grew
as good as any percussion I ever knew
Raindrops bounced from leaf to leaf
adding a melody beyond belief

Thunder joined as a big bass drum
as a light show in the sky begun
The rustling tune of all the trees
was a song included in the stormy breeze

The concert was brief but melodic
and I find it quite ironic
that in all the years I failed to listen
I had no idea what I had been missin'

Marian

August 27, 2009