Reba Hurt

The Angel Storm

I see the lightening, i hear the thunder. As the rain glistens from the sky, Nana. My first thought; hoping she's not mad. I think to myself to a small conclusion. She's bowling with the angels smiling. Drinking her coffee and having a great time. As she used to say when we were little. Fear no storm for its just angels bowling. Everyday i miss her

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