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Jul 2020
A summer wind whips through the air and the trees
Lightning dabbles the sky like a quick paint brush
Creating a Monet like painting
Tree limbs bend as the wind moves through them

The sky lightens up from the electric charge moving through
The air fills with the sound of thunder
Tapping its drums and cymbals
The sky turns a greenish color
Trouble is coming

A summer storm is fast approaching
Playing the wind chimes outside like a musical instrument
As they clang back and forth to the rhythm of the wind

Announcing the arrival of the storm
Heavy rain starts offering a soothing drink to the earth

Summer wind
Barbara R Maxwell
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