At first The tree in the storm
Stands and stands and sways
Enjoying the breeze one of the cool summer days.
The wind picks up gone is the warm.
He knows what's coming in the darkening sky.
Rain is first from up so high
He braces grabbing the last suns rays
His limbs twist and break he wakes in a daze.
Weakend state there's allot of damage
It hurts like hell, but somehow I'll manage.
Zack had a tear in his eye as looked up from the podium. First he saw the professor. She was expressionless behind her black framed glasses. Next, he scanned the room yong students in various states of boredom. Gina had her head on her desk. His old heart broke. He turned and left the room.
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Just Me And My Neighbor
General FictionIn the apartment building, there were three flats on the second floor. Zack is a "Non-Traditional student in his 50's, a veteran, and lived at the top of the stairs; Gina was an intelligent, young attractive grad student, in her mid twenties, that g...
