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