Thunder
Thunder wrench my soul in two
as in your arms I'm sadly soothed
You feel like home and push my thoughts
to dwell on all the lines I've crossed.
I miss the downpour's kissing scent
and hours lazy, freely spent
on playing cards and smiling long
I miss my grandpa's humming song
Thunder don't you travel from me,
I demand you stop to get me!
Pick me up and drop me home
where I have never been alone.
I'll ride softly on your grumble
I'll slide down a lightning tremble
to the streets I've walked in summer
When you were my friend, my thunder.
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