The Storm A Blowing

Written by: Juanita Thorn

The wind is blowing
Raindrops are falling
Through my window, gusts are howling
Right here right now my soul is loving
The Wintery blast that is occurring

My heart a flutter, my minds at ease
With this constant blowing breeze
Winds so strong they morph the seas
Mountainous waves leave land like Swiss Cheese
Each gust feels like God aboves sneeze

Birds take flight, trees hit the ground
Wood creaking, snapping, a cacophonous sound
Chaos reigns as wind becomes Earthbound
Not a light in the street can be found
Powers out, deadly wires snake all around.
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