Sturm Und Drang

Like a dark cat, summer’s sudden

storm snuck up and

pounced. Unable to

escape, we played

a waiting game until the storm

grew bored and left

for other climes.

Blue skies and the

sinking sun sang evening into

night, erasing

 all harsh storms and

fitful drives of day.

                                                       JDG

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