A Storm Is Coming
Producing rain
On this cloudy day
Won’t complain
I’ll do as you say
The sound of thunder
Makes me cry
Leaving me wonder
Just why
Afraid of lightning
Close your eyes be silent
Cause dare to sing
And things will get violent
The sky is grey
I wish it was blue
Or is this your way
Saying I love you
Copyright © Hilde Tenda | Year Posted 2023
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