Oh, Savage Wind
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Oh, wild fierce wind,
howling and whirling and twisting;
you are the biggest fear in my mind,
since a child my dread persisting.
I hate your whistling and your roaring zephyr screams,
you shake my windows until they will break it seems;
I flinch when you throw your lightning beams,
so, in my closet- that's where me . . . you will find.
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May 30, 2019
Poetry/Rhyme/Oh, Savage Wind
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1147-954-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, What Makes You Flinch
sponsor, Julie Leigh Rodenheaver
Honorable Mention
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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