Thunderstorms

I do miss the days when thunderstorms at night meant sleeping on the old, squeaky leather couch. I do miss the days when my twin brother, would come over to my room, wrapped in a blanket, hair ruffled from tossing and turning, and say "Em, may I sleep on the floor in here?"

Reviews

[Jamestown]

This is so beautiful and brought back some amazing memories
that have brought tears to my eyes, I too used to do the same thing,
makes me miss her, you have inspired me to call her and tell her I
love her:) Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Emmy]

I'm glad this meant something to you! There's nothing like the bond of a twin and though we may fight, I think we both will always know that one petty argument can't change much.

[~]

Awww.. what a heartwarming poem. I hope your relationship is close even now.

[Emmy]

Thank you! Yeah we are still pretty close. It helps when you see each other even at school!