I love your lightning flash;
your precious gems of hail
the passion of your thunder
the music of your wail.
You’re pretty when your angry,
you’re pretty when your sad
but when your smile comes out, oh my,
that’s when my heart’s most glad.
I love your lightning flash;
your precious gems of hail
the passion of your thunder
the music of your wail.
You’re pretty when your angry,
you’re pretty when your sad
but when your smile comes out, oh my,
that’s when my heart’s most glad.
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | April 3, 2012 - 15:06
Nice one. Made me feel all warm inside;-)
Tina
Anvar2 | April 3, 2012 - 15:45
A very sweet poem, with the contrast between the storm and the smile working really well for me.
Thanks for sharing.
Rhiannonw | April 3, 2012 - 16:11
Intersting, and well worked structure! Shouldnt it be in the poetry section though? Rhiannon
Parson Thru | April 3, 2012 - 20:10
Oh, lovely. Nicely written. Ambiguous? I can almost hear Wagner!