StormsA Poem by Mily
I know the storm will pass.
I know that the nice fluffy white clouds will come out, and the sun will come out from it's hiding. But knowing that the sun is going to come out doesn't help me. It doesn't help me one bit. Because while it's raining, it is dark. It is dark, and there is no sight of the sun. Even though I know it's there. Just because the sun and clouds will come out, doesn't mean that I don't feel the storm. because trust me, I feel the storm. I feel every drop of water coming from the sky.
© 2015 MilyAuthor's Note
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