The grand designer the earth made
lovingly us made a user’s manual
thereafter, the earth farewell bade
splinted days and nights in annual
in the annual there are 365 days
for a leap year we have 366 nights
in the manual there are 365 rays
called “Fear Not” of 366 bights
these bright bights are promises
from the storming blasts of life
a vow to every year for remises
to protect from sharks of strife
fear not when you see lightning
because it has already missed you
when you hear a thunder roaring
relax, just a noise rushing out too
see, if a big bolt were to hit you
you would never know your exit
lightning is a drama nature to do
without it plant life could not exist.
Written by
Dela Bobobee©
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