Quite the light show the last couple of nights. Not as much rain out our way, but spectacular lightning. I went to bed so I could watch it in the dark. I had to reset the clock radio three times... three moments it seems that the lightning wanted center stage. Prima donna.
Lightning
Arrives at night.
She owns the stage
Prima donna that she is:
Piercing bright light, crack of thunder
She takes the stage
Surprise stage left
Stage right
Down from the rafters
Of the sky.
Lightning roams the edges
Of the heavens,
Waits to make her
Surprise appearance.
Prima donna.
She does not like competition.
Lightning waits until all the lights are out
Or turns them off
To make her appearance
Splashy
She owns the stage
Prima donna
That she is.
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