Waiting On the Thunder
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I was jarred awake by a storm
last evening while dreaming of us,
we were together and we were happy
A bright flash of lightening ignited the
evening sky flooding my room with light,
allowing me once again to see
that I was actually alone
Stunned and saddened, I sat there in silence
waiting on the thunder...
it never came
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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