EXPECTATIONS DENIED
LOUD THUNDER WOKE ME UP
AT 2:47 A.M. THIS MORNING. THE REASON I KNOW WHAT TIME IT WAS IS
BECAUSE I HAVE A CLOCK/RADIO ON THE LAMP TABLE NEXT TO MY BED. I
SAW A FLASH OF LIGHTNING OUT THE WINDOW AND A FEW SECONDS LATER
ANOTHER RUMBLE OF THUNDER.
WE WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF
A DROUGHT AND HAVEN’T HAD RAIN IN WEEKS. I WAS HAPPY TO HAVE A
THUNDER STORM COMING TO WATER MY YARD. I HAVEN’T HAD SO MUCH AS A
SHOWER ON MY YARD IN THREE WEEKS.
EACH MORNING I GET UP
EARLY AND DRAG OUT THE WATER HOSE AND SPRINKLER AND START WATERING
THE GRASS. I LET IT RUN ON THIS SPOT FOR 30 MINUTES AND GO MOVE IT
OVER SO IT WILL COVER SOME MORE OF THE YARD. IT TAKES FIVE SPOTS
FOR THE SPRINKLER TO COVER THE ENTIRE FRONT YARD.
THEN I HAVE TO DO THE
SAME THING IN THE BACK YARD. BY THIS TIME I’M EXHAUSTED AND HAVE TO
GO BACK TO BED. I DON’T EVEN HAVE ENOUGH ENERGY TO EAT A PEANUT
BUTTER SANDWICH AND DRINK A GLASS OF MILK.
SO YOU CAN SEE WHY I WAS
HAPPY TO HAVE A THUNDER STORM COMING MY WAY.
I GOT OUT OF BED AND
WENT TO THE FRONT DOOR TO WATCH IT RAIN. BUT WHEN I OPENED THE DOOR
I SAW THAT IT HAD NOT STARTED YET. THE LIGHTNING AND THUNDER WERE
COMING CLOSER ALL THE TIME THOUGH, SO IT COULDN’T BE LONG NOW.
LITTLE FOX CAME UP
BEHIND ME TO SEE WHAT I WAS LOOKING AT, BUT SHE DIDN’T LIKE THE
THUNDER SO SHE WENT BACK TO HER BED. THEN JOHNNIE CAME TO THE DOOR
TO WATCH THE RAIN WITH ME. YOU WOULD HAVE THOUGHT WE HAD NEVER SEEN
RAIN BEFORE THE WAY WE ACTED.
WELL WE STOOD THERE FOR
15 MINUTES AND IT HADN’T STARTED RAINING YET, ALTHOUGH THE LIGHTNING
AND THUNDER WERE PUTTING ON QUITE A SHOW. JOHNNIE TOLD ME SHE WAS
GOING BACK TO BED AND THAT LEFT ME STANDING THERE BY MYSELF.
EVEN I GET TIRED
STANDING THERE AFTER A WHILE AND I CLOSED THE DOOR, BUT I’M NOT
SLEEPY NOW SO I GO IN THE KITCHEN AND GET A BIG GLASS OF MILK AND
(YES YOU GUESSED IT) THE JIF PEANUT BUTTER JAR AND A SPOON AND SIT
DOWN AT THE TABLE. I’VE BEEN KNOWN AS THE PEANUT BUTTER KID AS LONG
AS I CAN REMEMBER, I GUESS THE NAME IS JUSTIFIED. BUT THAT’S A
WHOLE NOTHER STORY FOR A DIFFERENT TIME.
AS I SAT THERE EATING MY
PEANUT BUTTER OUT OF THE JAR WITH A SPOON AND DRINKING MY MILK, I
REALIZED THAT THE THUNDER WAS GETTING FAINTER. NOW I COULDN’T SEE
ANY LIGHTNING OUT THE PATIO DOOR AND FINALLY THE THUNDER WAS GONE.
I GOT UP AND WENT BACK
TO THE FRONT DOOR. WHEN I OPENED IT I SAW THAT WE HADN’T GOTTEN ANY
RAIN, NOT A DROP. ALL MY EXPECTATIONS HAD BEEN DENIED. I THOUGHT I
MIGHT AS WELL GET DRESSED AND START PULLING THAT WATER HOSE AND
SPRINKLER OUT, BECAUSE THERE WAS NO TELLING HOW LONG THIS DROUGHT
WOULD LAST.
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BY
LOREN
MOORE
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COPYRIGHT
2003 |
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MUSIC . . . I
LOVE A RAINY NIGHT |
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