A Never Ending Storm
I gaze out my window to see rain attempting to come in, it hits the glass, but then trickles down in defeat
The dark clouds loom above, and like a plague, it sucks the light off the land, leaving the world in shadows
And in the shadows the wind began to blow, it rocks my swing back and forth, as if it wants to play
A girl comes walking sullenly through the empty streets
Her head was bowed, her hands were folded
The rain thrashes down on her, drenching her tattered skirt
The wind whipped her soaking brown hair, and kept pushing her onward
Shivering as she passed
She looks up at me, then back down
She continued trudging down the dark damp street
The colored oaks lunged to and fro
And their leaves went fluttering down after her
My mom calls me back to the radiant fire where my family sat
They were telling stories and sipping hot chocolate
I joined them taking a cup of steaming hot chocolate
But I will never forget that girl, though I could barely see her face, I saw her desperate, deep, blue eyes
The storm would never end for her