Form: Quintain (Sicilian)

Rain Dance

On a crisp autumn afternoon,
Much to my stunned delight,
Storms clouds morph into monsoon
With jagged spears of light
And thunder cracks of doom.

Dancing in the storm’s eye
Fat raindrops bouncing all around
Afraid I will soon die
Trying hard not to drown
So happy I could cry.

After months of summer sun
Rivers and streams almost dry
Rain pounding like a drum
No chance of blue sky
Praying more rain will come.

Copyright © Miss Sassy | Year Posted 2015
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Quintains (Sicilian), are always hard for me to write!
You did an a most excellent job with this gem my friend....Tyr