Thunder and Lightning Strikes
Pain in Our Father's Teardrops
as the thunder booms
the world fills with its dooms
as the lightning strikes
there's trouble in our nights
It has happened before
behind our closed doors
When we are tucked in at night
feeling all safe and sound
somewhere there might be a child
who isn't alright
someone is in some child's bed
and the Father is surely seeing red
It happens all the time
we know this in our minds
Everywhere as the sun goes down
we turn out the lights all around
a child will suffer through the night
while they are tucked way out of sight
when we look up in the sky
we might think it's raindrops
I believe it's the pain in Father's teardrops
About the Creator
kadee grace
I am a ghostwriter/freelancer and have written hundreds of novels/novellas for clients who wish to become published authors. I write in many genres including love & romance, western romance, crime, drama and thriller.
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