A STORM IN THE EYE

Dark clouds forming in the sky,Warn of a storm ahead,In their cozy nests are the birds that fly,For the harsh winds of the storm they dread, The thunder, like a lion roars,Raging winds bang on the doors,And cracks and shatters the windows,And all the leaves of the trees it winnows, Fury is unleashed,Expressing rage, sadness,Continue reading “A STORM IN THE EYE”

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