Pitter patter rain comes down

Thor swings his mighty hammer

Thunder quakes the sky

Misty, muggy air

The early morning sun sweats

Dewdrops glistening

Divebombing warbirds

Creating nasty messes

Need magical stuff.

Crouching on the rock

Brown spots dapple slimy skin

Frog watches then leaps

STOP A MOMENT FOR

HIBISCUS AND PINK LILIES

DON’T SMELL THE ROSES

Hop, scurry, cricket

Tries to hide in the bathroom

I caught it anyway

Time to wend your way

Through turning pathways of a

Sparkly Labyrinth

Too humid outside

To take a lovely, long walk

This makes me grumpy

“Why is the rum gone?”

Demands Captain Jack Sparrow.

‘Cause you drank it, fool!

Lonely cracked willow

Supports birds in fragile boughs

Plum water yet beckons