Saturday Morning Thunder Storm

My rain scarf was in the car and it was going to be raining by the time I left for work.  I started to go outside and before I opened the door I saw a small brown bird sitting on the

bottom step.  He seemed to be listening to the thunder and I wondered what he was thinking.  He just kept sitting there and I didn’t open the door.  I didn’t want to disturb him.  After a while he flew away and I think he thought it’s time I found a shelter from

the storm that’s on it’s way.  Sometimes I think that’s what I should do.  Just fly away

from the storm that’s coming and someday that’s what I’m gonna do.