A Steer of a Thunder Cloud

Father and son

My father could talk
But he expected you to listen,
We would drive 100 mile round trip together in the summers,
A young rat,I slept my head on the truck window
I 'd wake up, him driving through the stable gate.
On the way home we would have a New Mexico sunset off on the right,
A lot to look at, and we did,
Not much talking,
Just a lot of watching, seeing who saw what.
Like a thunder head cloud, shaped like a steer,
Rain,
Rain falling straight down,
Straight down over there,
Splashing off the mesa,
Splashing up,it seemed....
"Just like that steer was ....."
"Peeing on a flat rock."
We might talk about that.

Author's Note

Could add more color,crimson amber and such,but I think you get the picture.

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Rain falling straight down,
Straight down over there,
Splashing off the mesa,
Splashing up,it seemed....
"Just like that steer was ....."
"Peeing on a flat rock."

OH wow i totally loved this part,
this is amazing!!