big balls

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

6 responses to “big balls

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

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  2. Mr. Militant Negro

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

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

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