(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

Summer Storm

THE panther wind
Leaps out of the night,
The snake of lightning
Is twisting and white,
The lion of thunder
Roars—and we
Sit still and content
Under a tree—
We have met fate together
And love and pain,
Why should we fear
The wrath of the rain!

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.......incredible imagery, very nicely penned ★