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| Written by amanda | |
| Thursday, 03 July 2008 | |
"It looks like it's going to rain, Those forecasters are always a pain. They never get it right," He said before I left for the night.
"The weather is unpredictable, But I don't think it's going to give me trouble," I yelled, heading out the door. But when I got on the road it started to pour.
And the serene sky opened up into C H O A S
Giant Silver Crystals P O U N D I N G On My Windshield.
The Wind Began
H O W L I N G
"I'm going to make it through the storm," I whispered.
A Tree C R A S H E D
Onto The Road, Inches Away from My car.
"I'm going to make it through," I whispered.
Thunder N C A G L
Lightning
L I T
U P
T H E
Sky.
And then all was still. It was the Lord's will. The storm was done, And out came the sun.
I had made it through the gray, And it was a bright new day. It was worth all the pain and sorrow, To have a bright new tomorrow. Copyright 2008 amanda |
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