it's hard
to know when a storm
will arrive.
the day being so peaceful.
the sun out.
in an instant
though things change.
a wind picks up.
the sky goes dark.
the rain pelts
us without warning,
the air grows cold.
an hour later,
it's as if nothing
had happened.
the smile returns.
Sunday, February 24, 2019
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