Blog Challenge: Write a poem using the word: Storm
The storm rages on.
It takes my breath, grips my soul and crushes my dreams.
Yet I am drawn toward the smell of the rain and want to dance in it.
Until suddenly there is a flash of lightening and the room explodes with the sound of thunder.
I am afraid.
The wind howls.
The storm is strong but I am stronger and I will not fear it.
Through a rain of tears I escape it's violent upheaval.
and I am finally safe in strong arms.
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