Great blues

I was a bird,

Soaring through the great blue sky, gleeful as can be.

The wind slowly became stronger and the sky brewed.

Sparrows tweeted as they hid away.

Even the bears were scared today.

The whole forest became quiet and grey.

I flew to my nest, huddled together with my eggs.

And then the rain poured.

That's when I knew the storm had started.