Storm - Poem by Theresa Short
Wind blowing, cats meowing, a storm is on its way, thunder crackling, lightning striking unsure what to say, The saddest of days we have seen together brought to an end, as the wind and lightning it would send, we are here together now and unable to feel, falling unable to heal we just disspaear
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