Rivulets running down the pane
Thunder clashes lightning strikes
Purple light fills the sky
No children dance in this violent gale
Rumbling fills the silence
The very air vibrates
Huddled in the dim light
Warm beneath the blankets
Damp from rain and swimming
Chills now long gone
She leaves
Once again left alone
Pounding on my makeshift roof
Trapped inside this cold down pour
How long can measly canvas hold
Pink flamingos on the ceiling
Cast a dull peachy glow
Tired from an early morning
Energy dissipates leaving exhaustion
Yawns stiffled, rubbing eyes
It has slowed to a drizzle
Soft music to my ears
Hypnotic in a way
Breathing begins to deepen
Tonight this is my lullaby
Slumber softly to the sound