Thunder And Storms. - Poem by Colleen Wright
You now hold on to my every word!
Sweet one, my words you've heard,
and from your kind heart to your penned hand
soft words flow for me, a soulful musical band.
So, you have swum, and did feel waters cold
as around you the waves did so gently unfold.
You sensed the changing of season
you felt, understood and did reason.
The day changed from sunshine into dark
and from your place a light began to spark.
You dined on morsels of food, and sipped wine.
Oh, such a glorious life, surely it is almost divine.
Thunder and storms are coming this way
therefore to you kind Sir, I now must say,
'Goodnight good friend with a pure heart,
sleep soundly, as from this page I depart'.
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