The storm settles differences

Sunday early evening around Six

the storm comes

finally..

we have been expecting

her since Friday.

(It must be a girl with all

that drama.)

As i close all the shutters

and let the rabbits inside

I notice the neighbor's girls

downstairs rolling in the grass

staring  ahead without a care.

The tree tops are dancing in the wind

about to break

and i am realizing the differences

between my neighbor downstairs and I

she lets the children out when a storm comes

I shut them in.

My children seem to be forever in a state

of  storm

while her girls are strangely serene.

I have seen her once before send them out

to the  heavy pouring rain with umbrellas.

Tonight i know for sure

our differences can not be bridged,

she will never understand my ways,

stormy tempered children sheltered inside

while I will never understand hers,

serene children sent outdoors to the storms.

Sometimes  I wish my children

were a bit more serene like the lake

in the summer as the swans swim above

clear and calm water,

I know that in this world the storms

are plenty so while my children

must be ready for a life that is stormy

let them  rest a bit   inside a cave of

 seemingly serenity.