a chicken tender night

I stopped and got two chicken tenders for supper and a pint of chocolate milk...


then this crossed my mind~~~~

I yearn to hear the thunder rumble across the open farm land
distant flashes of lightning followed by many moments of silence
till the somewhat muffled peal of air crashing in on itself shakes the darkness
sitting in a dark corner of the yard as the cool breeze from distant rain
perks the nose into the air for a better smell...