the storm.

When I feel
the storm coming
I take a breath
and imagine
I am in your arms

When I hear
the thunder crack
I block my ears
and imagine
I hear only your voice

When I see
the lightning flash
I close my eyes
and imagine
I see only your smile

When I sense
The rain ending
I turn around
And find
You reaching for me


©2017 what sandra thinks

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About what sandra thinks

Sandra began writing when she was a sixth grader. She is a teller of stories through poetry, fiction, and tales from her own life. And she thinks too much. Read, think, enjoy, laugh.
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6 Responses to the storm.

  1. mandibelle16 says:

    Really beautifully. I love how she finds comfort, a haven in the end, despite the storm.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. nkdwhtguy says:

    Beautifully written.

    Liked by 1 person

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