The Eye Of The Storm Poem by Candace Johnson

The Eye Of The Storm



I am sitting on the porch
Watching rain
I feel so calm
The kind of unsteady calm that comes with the eye of a storm
I want to tell you I am sorry
But I am still full of anger and hatered
So I sit here watching the rain
And I hope the eye storm will never pass

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Candace Johnson

Candace Johnson

Fort Worth, Texas
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