Thunder Poem by Allistair Solomon
Thunder
Oftentimes I sit and ponder,
Let my mind be free to wander,
It flies fast! Hither! Yander!
Tearing all my barriers asunder!
It's at these times I can't help but wonder,
Who is it that makes the thunder?
Sunday, September 25, 2011
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4/24/2024 4:41:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The thoughts emanating from the sub-conscious mind makes you thunder..well expressed thoughts...like an emoticon..enjoyed reading this one..very precise but much to say...