Fights with Storms

Quietly I waited

amidst the leaves

Did you hear the storm last night?

they fell because of it

The day before a storm

is always the most beautiful

You promised you’d changed

but I’m still waiting here for you

Sirens are sounding from accidents

The storm knocked out streetlights

Proceeding with caution is always ignored

You seem to be special

I stand staring, as I wait, into the dark

The storm put out the power

it will be days till it’s repaired

But somehow it always comes back on

I step into a puddle, pacing, waiting

rain and wind flood down our streets

A trickle-down effect, always

sends water flooding days after

Back into my house I walk

My home was not damaged

just needs a clean up

and a few days

Takes, more than a storm

to bring it down

I can’t wait any longer

I have to clean my house

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