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Yes, a true story

The Freight Train Came

To appreciate weather is to watch it grow
from speckled white dots horizon deep to
mighty grayish black elephants thundering low,
whips crackling, roman candles spewing
the drums, deep and deafening

Mom and Dad were outside watching
the southwest sky erupting that day!.
Black and gray with flashes bright
fear was in that storm a coming!.

The animals sensed something afoot
and fled to sheltered barn!.
But one lone lamb of brother’s,
stayed to finish feeding gluttony!.

Hurry! Into the house, basement door,
don’t ask… just do as told!.
So we all went except for Mom!
We remember Dad yelling at her,
and then…the freight train came!.

Yes, Mom survived standing in the kitchen
looking out the window as the trained roared
Said she saw the barn rise and fall back again,
the sheds float away, the garage fall!.

And brother’s sheep swirled high in the air
A sacrifice perhaps to the gods!.
For Mom survived looking out the window
the day the freight train came!Www@QuestionHome@Com

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