Love is like a storm. First comes the sudden calm air with a gentle breeze. The smell of rain is on the horizon. You grab all your things and run inside to protect yourself for what is about to come. Peeking out the window you see the trees swaying leafs are blowing off and you are starting to get worried that this isn't your normal spring rain. Then a bolt of lightning and a loud clap of thunder startles you. You grab a flash light running to the basement hoping that the worst is over. More lighting and thunder and then the power goes out. Sitting in the corner alone scared as you can hear the downpour, wind howling, and thunder. It feels like a lifetime before the thunder fades and the rain calms down. You make your way up Stairs to the front door to see the damage. Trees have fallen everywhere power lines are down. But you notice you are smiling because behind the storm was a beautiful sunset with the prettiest rainbow you have ever seen... Realizing life is to short, don't let the storm scare you away ...
Author's Notes/Comments:
4:30 am bored at work and i thought of this out of no where.
Oh wow...really nice. The
Oh wow...really nice. The drama of the storm does pass if you let it. Kudos. ~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "