Lightening jags in the dark sky
“I never meant to,” he says.
Strong winds quake the nearby oaks
“So long a wait,” she says.
The air swirls with sweet promise
“I’m sorry,” he says.
Raindrops ping on the tin porch roof
“At last,” she says.
Thunder booms and rattles the windows
“Forgive me,” he says.
Fine mist cools their faces.
“The drought has been too long,” she says.
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I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 30 years in Southern California. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a two-time Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of four darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 44 years.
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Lovely 🙂
Thank you!
Hmm. I’m of two minds after reading these lovely words. (1) the couple has been separated for some reason, maybe a misunderstanding (a dry spell) and (2) there’s finally a break in the weather (thedry spell is over). I LOVE this, Len.
Thanks, Tess. I like your interpretation!