Stormy nights
Rain falls
The drops hit the roof
We lit a fire
To keep warm
I can’t hear any thunder
I can’t see any lighting
But the power out
Candles all around
Lights the way
The storm settle downs
The sun comes up
I go outside the
Smell is still there
The smell that
Was there last
Is still there
The smell of
Stormy, rainy nights
Rain falls
The drops hit the roof
We lit a fire
To keep warm
I can’t hear any thunder
I can’t see any lighting
But the power out
Candles all around
Lights the way
The storm settle downs
The sun comes up
I go outside the
Smell is still there
The smell that
Was there last
Is still there
The smell of
Stormy, rainy nights
I post this poem on Poetic Tendencies, a blog Nathan started.
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