Thursday, October 19, 2006

The Storm

Clouds loom on the horizion
Thunder clashes
Winds blows
Lonelyness takes hold
My mind goes to you
Safe in the distant land
Wondering if you think of me
Panic strikes
Fear sets in
Doubt builds like the dark clouds above
What if she doesnt think of me
What if she has forgoten the wonderful feeling we share
Then i see her face
And the fear yeilds
Like the sun returning after the storm
Piece settles in
And doubt drifts away

Sam E Schoser

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