Lightning and Rainbows

A crisp clear lightning strike illuminates the night
And carries me back to my childhood in Oklahoma,
Back to the joys I experienced with Grandma, Grandpa, and toys,
Back to witnessing my first rainbow phenomena.

I remember the lightning; I never thought it was frightening,
It was the booming of nearby thunder
That gave me cause for concern, That gave me cause for concern,
But the streaks of lightning were always a spectacular wonder.

I remember Grandpa telling a story about the rainbow's glory,
I remember seeing the rainbow's beautiful bands,
It was dawn, the clouds were dark, and I remember hearing a lark,
It was on a spring day, after a tornado lands.