Lightning flashes through the sky
Lighting up the air
The sharp crack of thunder
Can be heard far and near.
The rain drums against the roof
And the forest's gentle canopy
As I watch the candle flicker
And tap my pen against the page.
The lights go out but I'm safe and warm
In my home sweet home
Nothing at all can reach me here,
Tucked under the covers.
YOU ARE READING
Wave and other poems
PoetryJust a collection of poems I've writen in my free time. Read, enjoy, and tell me what you think!
