The Storm

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Sonnet – The Storm

By: Karah Francois

The sky is opaque as it rains outside.

I feel the wind rush past my hair and head.

I look out as my smile turns itself wide.

I run in the path that the wind has lead.

I feel the emotion inside the air.

The droplets have begun to blur my eyes.

I don’t want this weather to turn out fair.

I find that the weatherman has told lies.

Can you not feel the water on your face?

The darker it gets the more I smile.

It is as if you have been drenched in lace.

I wonder if this storm will last awhile.

And maybe if I think about it more,

My dull reality would have been torn.

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