A perfect day for picnic
The table is set
Friends are chatty
The music is groovy
Midday is dawning


You loudly growl and grumble
In deafening thundering rumble
They look up to behold
Your cloudy face once sunlit and sunny
Turning dark, grey and stormy
Displaying swift sparks of lightning
Like the king of the sky, you don’t hesitate
As you release your drenching showers
They scamper and scurry for covers
Hurdled under some makeshift shade
They stand or sit but stare and ponder-

A jolly merry feast, ruined

Daily Prompt: Hesitate

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