The barometer drops as the front moves in
Cold air from the northeast
Warm air from the southeast

Clear sky gives way
To leaden clouds
Too heavy to hold their load

A greenness to the air

Animals hurrying home
All the signs are there
But it waits
And waits

You begin to wonder
When it will start
Wind blowing leaves

Then it begins
Torrential at first
Then slowing to steady

It's a cold, cold rain
And it's in my heart
stankadiddlehopper stankadiddlehopper
51-55, M
Jan 18, 2013