It has been wicked hot out in the wide plains of tall grass
not even a little sprinkle of wet
ages it seems since even traces of water have come around
But there’s a big one brewing
a great storm is stewing indeed
there is fury rolling in
the formerly terse sky has heard the aching call of the ground below
She’s ready to take her shirt off and RUN!
The vision of what’s about to take place whirling around
In this aspiration welcoming the relief of the wet
where she’s hoped in excitement for this all season
The light is fading
but still at her slim back
glorious gloom twisting with leaking light in the sky
an early evening of rain comes forth
ready to bring this energizing respite
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