The Storm Poem by Leorne Adile

....And that night the rain poured
And winds blew and thunder roared
And I, weak with fright, thought
'The world's end has come about'
The thought grieved me while i slept
And when my spirit gave in, i wept.

I mourned not life's untimely end
But to end it without my lady-friend
'If living, ' I reasoned, 'is nothing minus her
How much less it is to die without her! '
And once again to God, my plea I sent
To place her by me when this world should end