She sat on the porch alone, slowly rocking back and forth to the rhythm of a songbird. Where are you? she spoke, scanning the land she so loved. Where are you hiding? She wondered as the nature symphony played on.
She stopped rocking for a minute and then started again, this time to a faster rhythm. Soon, the sounds of the leaves blowing through the trees joined her, and the crickets chimed in. An owl began to hoot, and a distant clap of thunder kept the beat.
She enjoyed her nature symphony so much, a gift from God, she thought. Soon, rain began to fall, and the tin roof became its own band, drowning out everything else. Thunder could be heard in the distance as the last flash of lightning requested an encore.
She got up from her front-row seat, breathed the sweet air, and went inside. Closing the door behind her, she wondered if nature's symphony would be back this way anytime soon.
Mike 2025
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