I sit here by my front window,
I look outside to see the rain beating the glass,
I see the color gray that covers the sky,
I hear the drum beats of thunder,
I watch the lightening dance in dim lit world,
I also see the cars pass on the wet streets,
Trees bent over,
I hear music in my head as I watch this,
Droplets of water bounce off the window,
The storm has began to settle,
Clouds begin to make way for the blue skies,
The sun shining at its brightest,
I consumed the storm from beginning to end.
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Spril
I've never shared any of my poetry written over the years to many people. I understand everyone is a critic but I hope some like my work.
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