Thunderstorm: A Poem
I applaud the sound of thunder,
Because I know it will erase,
All the stupid, silly problems,
That I must surely face,
If the floods cover my kneecaps,
I hope it’s full of grace,
To cover scrapes and bruises,
And thoughts I can’t replace.
I welcome every storm,
‘Cause the patter keeps the pace,
As raindrops fall from heaven,
To fill the empty space,
It sinks in soil like love,
But leaves without a trace,
No more gray clouds up above,
Only a rainbow in its place.
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