It was a muggy morning at Cozy Cottage Nursing Home, and the arthritis was bothering me pretty bad. Hurt to move. Hurt to type. Still does, matter of fact. That's why, when they asked me for an ... [+]
Crack goes the skies in a glorious blaze –
And so does my heart warm.
The thunder which promised downpour
Made home feel more like home.
The sun has returned to its quarters
Up in the sky
And the hazy air invites me
To bask in the torrent again.
It calls me in my youth,
The flashing sky
And with the rain I reclaim
The joy that slipped away.
How can I worry
When the rain keeps falling
And the thunder cracks again?
I’m helpless in this life.
I’m small in this world.
The thunder that revives
Will come again in boisterous sky
Reaping the storm inside.
I’ll be waiting.