Sitting in the dark
night has fallen
All is quiet
except the orchestra performing outside
The rain is falling hard
as if the skies are angry
I can hear the wind -the accompaniment
Fierce
And yet, the storm soothes me
beckons me to sleep.
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I love thunderstorms. Something about them always makes me want to get a book, a glass of wine and a blanket. I sometimes think that our weather is slightly schizo or OCD. I mean, we don't just get a "little rain" oh no, we get a deluge! It can't be a "little" hot, it's gotta be unbearably so! -Houston, I love this city, but it's got issues! :)
Hello! Welcome to my world! I plan to write tid bits about my life, musings of my "sitcom worthy" dating life, poetry and short stories to entice you into reading my blog. Happy reading and thanks for dropping by!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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