A storm passed through my city yesterday
The leaves rustled.. Strong winds blew
Thunder.. Lightning.. Heavy rain
Some neighborhoods were plunged in darkness
I could hear the sound of the wind..like an outburst of rage
I woke up this morning and stepped out of my house to be greeted by a carpet of flowers and leaves
The sight was a visual delight...
I marvelled at the colours scattered all across the road
But at the same time I was sad that the trees had been separated from their offsprings
In an instant the trees were robbed of their precious ones...
And I had been robbed of my view of the greens