The storm and I are cousins, we
Both hang out here a lot;
It tells me all the time that I
Am wasting what I’ve got
And then it throws its rain at me,
And soaks me through the skin —
The storm and I, we have our ways:
We’re very much
Akin
The storm and I are cousins, we
Both hang out here a lot;
It tells me all the time that I
Am wasting what I’ve got
And then it throws its rain at me,
And soaks me through the skin —
The storm and I, we have our ways:
We’re very much
Akin
Reblogged this on A Whispered Wind and commented:
A unique perspective on storms… beautiful rhymes
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Beautiful Lori! It’s a very deep one and I like the connection between you and storms. It’s a good way to describe storms and people’s lives. Storms will come and go in your life like ups and downs but like you and the storm you will both always be there! It also is beautiful the connections we as people have to different things.