Unsocial

Gypsy

Tricky Cloud

Clouds swim above us

Waiting to pour on us

When we are unaware

Clouds are in the air

They seem to play tricks on us

But we love the rain

Dripping on us

Singing in chorus

Spraying scent on a wet lane

Casting its dark shade

Over the sun and over the glade

Clouds thunder to make us wonder

When will the rain drum a tune for us?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Weather

Miracle

 

Seated in the tree

Two of a kind