Late Summer Storm
I woke up to the rumbling sky
Of thousand hooves thundering
Through the heavens' horse race
And their dark dusty clouds
I filled my cup with dewdrops
Before the rain fell
And painted the roads black
With its sweaty sheen
The late summer day
Has just begun its rounds
As I took a sip in my dreams
Lightning’s crashing all around
Copyright © Misheel Chuluun | Year Posted 2010
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