Poetry

As the

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sky turns dark and the rain continues to pour 

I wonder what will become of this place as I sit inside with the lights on.

Hoping the rain will end soon because I just need some air and I want to be outside not stuck in a room looking outside a window at everything that is wet. 

Puddles everywhere and not a dry spot in sight, I hope everyone is inside and not out and about.

My head is frozen from the cold air blowing around and all I want is to be near the heat in hope my head wouldn’t hurt so much or at all. 

To think this day could have been different completely but, instead everything happens at it’s own pace.

Written BY: Deirdre Stokes 

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.