Thunder Struck

I hear the night sky roar and crackle.
So does my puppy.
I don’t recognize the noise as thunder.
And we are both afraid.

It is as close as I have ever come,
To feeling the terror a mother must have,
Clutching her baby tight when she hears
Bombs falling out of the sky.

Patricia A. Nugent 

 
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