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A Stormy Day

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Middle of the night,
I lie awake.
Awoken by
The pounding rain.

I stare into space,
In bed under the skylight.
As the room illuminates
Electric blue.

That morning it rained,
Rained so hard;
Even John,
Was under his bed, crying.

Half an hour later,
I still lie in bed;
Thinking to myself,
Will this storm ever end?




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MrMorris said...
Oct. 18, 2011 at 11:27 am:
Great job, Jack! Way to go! (Too bad they had to edit John's name.)
 
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