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Dan watched a mustard yellow sky and listened
as sounds of birds silenced. Rain had
been pelting grain fields
hard the past few hours with wind sweeping across the farm.
He had always been
known for his honesty and degree
of readiness in storms like this.
The last time the sky was yellow and the air heavy, Dan recalled how specific he had been about getting
the family to safety, telling them what to do when the tornado touched
down.
Back then the funnel
had lifted his heaviest truck and ripped the bottom carriage right off, flinging it to the neighboring
farm. Tornadoes flagrantly pass through, shredding a life’s work in a matter
of seconds.
Dan watched for Jenny
and the kids, praying for them to be safe.
As he headed to the shelter, the old Toyota tore into the drive. “Now!
Get in now!”
Dan wrapped his
arms around Jenny and his children in the shelter as the roaring monster touched
down. “Safe. Safe…” They all prayed.
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Many thanks to Delores @Under the Porch Light for her challenging words. Please please please check her site for other participants in her Wednesday Words.
Tornadoes are horrific terribly destructive monsters of nature. Many fellow bloggers have been affected by them. Always pray for those in the path of a tornado.
