A Cloudless Summer Day by Scott M PratchnerWhen my summer turns to winter It never glides through fall Instant, icy, cold No transition here at all
When sunny day turns nighttime A sunset never glows As sudden as a bullet - Wham! My darkness overflows
When weather clear and happy Becomes the hurricane The silent prestorm warning Is never there to blame
Tragedy never comes to me In a gentle, foreseen way Crack! Like lightning striking On a cloudless summer day.
09/25/2001 Posted on 09/25/2001 Copyright © 2025 Scott M Pratchner
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