Something about the rustling of leaves.
The bright light illuminating the sky and thunder makes the ground tremble.
The wind at high speeds, the rain rushing down the screen.
It all makes me happy.
Thunder and Lightning making my eyes a little wider and smile a little brighter.
2017
YOU ARE READING
Mine
PoetryThe title "Mine" has more thought into it then one may originally anticipate. Though that's common theme in the world of meaning. Calling it "Mine" refers to the hardships I've dealt with in past years. When dealing with that I went though motivatio...
