Thunder on this Day in Early May
Sunday sonnet

So fresh this morning, when the sun shone through with clouds that quickly darkened, then some rain. And soon loud thunder shook the hills. Wind blew. The lightning’s not too far, I ascertain.
A crack of electricity burned bright. More rain fell on this thirsty piece of land. Leaves grew so quickly, faster than I might think possible. Much faster than I planned.
The storm passed by. The apple tree soon bloomed. So quickly flowers seemed to multiply. Pink petals burst as bright spring sun resumed. Soon clouds let blue break through and claim the sky.
Heard thunder on this day in early May and I’m not sure what it wants to convey.

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