The girl who loved thunderstormsA Poem by Linda alexanderIt is exciting atleast to someone to watch thunderstorms, but to be with thunderstorms it can change you, even to an extent you are not anymore yourself but a scared person or a survivor
She was the girl dancing when thunderstorm came
She was dancing with both arms up in the storm The storm was not strong and she was only fourteen The fourteen year grew up in to twenties She wedded a real thunderstorm The thunderstorm crushed her, The storm scared her to death She formed a family with the storm She protected her children as the storm was too strong She survived and her family She is rewinding again and again She is questioning her decision to marry storm She stopped, and looked back She could not realize how immature she was Here comes the villain , the next generation storms Yes, the storms with intricacies of the polluted world She sighed, still I am the girl loved my thunderstorm Yes, the change is the ownership of thunderstorms
© 2014 Linda alexanderAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on September 28, 2013 Last Updated on September 29, 2014 AuthorLinda alexanderNew Hyde Park, NYAboutI am a pediatric nurse working in pediatrics last nineteen years by profession, am the hero of my spouse at least that is what I believe, have two young adults as children. I can write without proper .. more..Writing
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