Going to return something at my favorite store
Dark clouds in the distance
Radio warned of flooding
As I looked at the clouds
I wondered
Which way is the wind blowing
Will it meet me some where in the middle
I pressed on
Ominous clouds black like cancer
Clinging in the sky on my right
Sprinkles of a flash rain spilled from the sky
Suddenly stopping
I did my return
I saw a light in the distance
Drove toward the light
Stopped at a fast food joint
for a bite
The sky was clear
After going through several towns
The server said be safe
hurry home a storm is coming
I laughed to myself
Thinking I’ve already beat it.
‘
Wanda Sanders
Very nice
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