There’s a storm coming
Flood warnings already posted
But the sky remains clear blue
And the clouds cotton white
Blowing across the horizon
At an ever increasing pace
And the breeze
Strong enough to bow the trees

But it’s still not threatening
Still cool and refreshing
The storm is still
Far enough away
To assuage anticipation

But it’s coming
You can almost
Smell it in the air
Soon it will be time to
Close all the windows
And wait for it to pass

Nothing more to do
Nothing more to be said
Nothing but to watch and wait
And enjoy the time
Before the storm that’s coming