Wash…

So forceful to onslaught, the view outside a hazy blur,

blankets of rain hitting the ground with a sounding force.

Where do the birds and squirrels go

to stay clear of such danger?

Lightning strikes at irregular intervals,

the thunder draws my child close.

Together we watch the new rivers

cascade aggressively down the hill.

A good day for books and board games

as the power is sure to go.

A cleansing wash, however unpleasant,

still needed.

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