A. P. Roberts (aproberts) wrote,
A. P. Roberts
aproberts

Storms

Outside
Wind batters the cottage
Inside
Thoughts batter my head

Outside
Rain comes crashing down
Soaking the earth
Inside
Tears flow freely
Sobs wrack my body

Outside
The sky begins to clear
Birds sing once more
Inside
Tears stop
But only because
There are no more
Tags: fantasy, innis seun, poem
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