By Tryphena Louise Williams (c) 2010
A storm it blew, throughout the night
Its howling winds, no moon in sight
Trees are torn, as they thrashed around
Battered branches scattered, on the ground
Lightning flashes, light the sky
As airy shadows, dance on by
Crashing sounds, things fall and tumble
Objects flying, along they rumble
Down came the rain, the wind it blew
Ripping and tearing, its pathway through
The powerful storm, my home it battered
An uneasy feeling, my gardens shattered
There's not a lot that, one can do
Until the storm, it passes through
The storm it brings, a waking dream
Maybe my life, isn’t what it seems
The winds of change, they let you know
What is to keep, and what must go
Its howling winds, no moon in sight
Trees are torn, as they thrashed around
Battered branches scattered, on the ground
Lightning flashes, light the sky
As airy shadows, dance on by
Crashing sounds, things fall and tumble
Objects flying, along they rumble
Down came the rain, the wind it blew
Ripping and tearing, its pathway through
The powerful storm, my home it battered
An uneasy feeling, my gardens shattered
There's not a lot that, one can do
Until the storm, it passes through
The storm it brings, a waking dream
Maybe my life, isn’t what it seems
The winds of change, they let you know
What is to keep, and what must go
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| Photo by Tryphena Louise Williams |
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