PGY 39, Day 65
Dawning on me
This morning,
awakened ... sound ...
Silence broken.
Distant thunder rolling over northern hills?
Frequent, loud ... Alarming.
At first, uncertain ...
But, dawn turned to darkness,
Then came rain ...
lightning and thunder,
far, near then gone.
Yes, sure,
She rumbled on.
Now light, gentle rain and peace,
not war.
Dr. Mike
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