I could feel the thunderhead beginning to swarm,
the sun was fading and taking the warm.
All the clouds nebulous, cumulus, and that other one i always forget.
The clouds are now a billow of puff suffocating me like my grandma's old moth smelly blanket.
I was not a lucky girl, I was drenched in wetness,
soaked down to my underclothes, my grandma was gonna go...