FREE VERSE - JADE
Storms
By Jade
What are storms?
A gift?
A curse?
A blessing?
The sound on a tin roof
A sound for sleep
Or a sound of fear?
Thunder rolling in the distance
Lighting striking whatever it can reach
Storms
It's a funny word, ain’t it?
You can either love it
Or you can hate it
Storms are cold and wet
Or they are a place where you can cry
Without being ashamed
Storms are a way of nature crying
As quick as storms come, they are gone
People come and go, but we choose to stay
The skies are still gray, but we are not
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