The Storm

March 2, 2009
By William dorn BRONZE, Poynette, Wisconsin
William dorn BRONZE, Poynette, Wisconsin
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When the thunder rolls,
And the lightning strikes,
Fall her tears from above,
On this darkest of nights.

When the wind blows,
And the trees fall,
If you listen close,
You can hear her call.

When the sirens wail,
And the earth shakes,
You can assume,
She's sealed your fate.

When the darkness ends,
And the shadows fade,
A warm spring day,
She leaves in her wake.


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on Mar. 13 2009 at 7:10 pm
kissingdawn331 SILVER, Palatine, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"when your hourglass runs out of sand you can't flip it over and start again."(changes weekly so check next weeks l8er)

that's good ...was this "mother nature" or some one eles?




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