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Storm Approaches

Dark clouds gather
	high overhead
bright lightning flashes
	deep thunder roars

growing wind does
	blow about me here
catching up my clothes
	tugging at me

cold hard drops
	of rain hits me
bringing quick shills
	as I would flee

squall line approaches
	with drenching rain
and lightning that
	comes crashing down

I look for shelter
	where I can be
keeping me safely
	from raging storm

trees promise shelter
	and call there to me
beneath them lurks the danger
	does the lightning does bring

with fear I tremble
	and cast about my eyes
seeking for the shelter
	to save me from the storm

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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