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The Storm

Flower petals blow in the wind

The grains of sand are in my bin

The crash of waves against the shore

A roll of thunder I can't ignore

The sky is dark and the clouds are grey

The irds of the water know to stay away

The sky turns bright with a lightning flash

And across the sand my feet do dash

I reach teh cabin on the beach

Run through the door and don't wipe my feet

The sound of thunder at my back

I close the door and turn the latch

i jump on the couch and cover my head

The room is silent as the dead

When I wake up morning has come

The sky is bright and the storm is gone

The air is fresh and the breeze is cool

The see is calm just like a pool

After a storm the world is new

Everyone knows it now I do too

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Sep 8, 2009
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