Of The Storm Poem by Mature Made Haze

Of The Storm

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With the last roll of thunder,
With the final roar of the wind,
With the thinning swells of rain,
With the dying glow of the sky's white light,
Comes a peace like no other,
Appearing amidst serenity,
And with the first pillars of the shining sun.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 27 January 2012

A really great poem, really like it. a great write. may i invite you to read my new poem called, An Angel Cries.

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