It is storming and I just love to sit and listen to the thunder crack and roar, and rumble above the rooftop.
I haven’t been able to write much lately. I suppose I am starting to see a lot of the same patterns again and again. Some admits to tele that do not need to be on tele and the rest that need be in ICU. A few in the middle are truly patients that have cardiac problems. I hope my poetry is not drying up! I need this storm shower.