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A weathercast
 

A weathercast of human life

From 9am and overnight

A complex chart of highs and lows

Occluded fronts and bright rainbows

 

A deep depression overhead

A squally night, a misty bed

But soon a cooler wiser head

Will know what stuff to leave unsaid

 

A cotton frock in jeopardy

There's movement in the mercury

The field is warm, a love nest found

The cotton frock's been up and down

 

But soon there's thunder in the air

A zip, a jacket, shoes and hair

Big blobs of rain, a weather flash

'Cotton frock in cornfield dash'

 

Meanwhile, a church in begging mode

A mile of pennies down the road

They chose the day by guessing game

The local press claimed change and rain

 

The roof it leaked, the tower it leant

Big buckets in the north transept

When counting came the church looked shocked

There'd truly been an act of God

 

A penny wrapped in paper found

A cheque for near ten thousand pound

Who could it be, they racked their brains?

A cotton frock dashed by and waved
 

©Joseph G Dawson
Final version
19/10/2017--23/05/2016

 





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