"Sunny Storm"


Look outside, is that what I see?
Mother Nature staring at me.
With her green eyes,
as bright as a sunrise,
as they close tight like a Venus flytrap grasping it’s prey.

Watching the bumblebees, butterflies and birds,
listening to their hum and tweet,
I see a raindrop as it plops on the birdbath.
I look up and find a storm heading my way,
wondering if I should leave or stay.
I see the beautiful Mother Nature as she comes,
walking in my garden,
and I ask myself,
“why so bright on this gloomy day?”
As she walks, her skirt an azalea,
flowing through the wind,
like a tree swaying,
on a blustery day.
She starts snapping into a beat,
and right when I blink,
its bright and sunny.

Everyday I wonder how, how, how.