29 July 2012
Many don't like thunder, I really don't know why. I've alway though of it as a protector. Chasing away the stormy skies.
He shepherds them through, And chases them away. Follows them over the hills, Way out passed the bay.
When returns he is quiet. His arguments are now done. He's protected the skies above, Making the lightening and rain run.
©Odd
Mr Thunder • Opuss № I