Lightning, over a barnhouse.
RIP!
Life changed forever.
A wave, by a beachhouse.
SPLASH!
Life changed forever.
A storm, rocking a tree.
CRASH!
Life changed forever.
When the works of nature
destoys the works of people,
no rip, splash, or crash can describe
the tears made
by the works of nature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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