Coffee cup in hand, I sit on my porch
Reminiscing of our good times together
For you see, today's a special day
It is the birthday of my mother.
This day is so dark and dreary
As a thunderstorm is blowing in
To the North and Northwest I watch
Just waiting for the rain to begin.
The wind is blowing as I sit here
Some photos JR has just taken
Of the oddity of the clouds
Lots of loud thunder! ~ it sounds so mean.
As clouds are rolling and tumbling southward
The winds has now brought in the rain
'Tis pouring down so thick and hard
As it pounds on the window panes.
Bessie MelVina Carathers
August 27, 2002
It did not rain so very long
Maybe about ten minutes or so
Dark skies soon began to brighten
Two geese I spied: across the yard they go.
By late afternoon, the sun came out
Clouds all gone, everything looked clean
Soon I'll have to mow the yard
Because brown grass will soon turn green.
Of happy events on birthdays past
Eighty-three of them there were
So on this, her special day
I'll reminisce and think of her.