The distant rumbling
The wind tumbling
Soon the rain will fall
And the storm will call
Lighting strikes
The part everyone likes.
Colors across the sky
Makes wishes fly
Soon rain potter patters
Then water scatters
Across the grass
Washing the past
A fresh scent fills the air
Like it doesn't care
It's new
And true
When it's gone
It won't be long
Until it wishes
For more kisses
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI've never been one for writing but have always loved poetry so thought I'd try some of my own.
