big balls

Posted on November 5, 2017 | 6 Comments

She sat and wondered

What causes it to thunder

Just before rain falls

Perhaps it’s fairies

Wanting to travel to earth

To give dirt a drink

This would help flowers

To bloom and grow big and strong

Moisture helps the seeds

Possibly it’s like

Her father once said  to her

Thunder’s clouds bowling

©2017 Annette Rochelle Aben

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6 responses to “big balls”

  1. robbiesinspiration | November 5, 2017 at 12:40 pm | Reply

    I love rain and thunder, Annette. A lovely poem.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Mr. Militant Negro | November 5, 2017 at 12:46 pm | Reply

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

    Like

  3. Colleen Chesebro | November 5, 2017 at 6:05 pm | Reply

    What a sweet poem. I love it… Maybe it’s the fairies bowling! ❤

    Liked by 1 person

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