Lady Storm
By May Kwek
Lady Storm is walking through
Her head as high as the clouds
Ominous, dark and thick as a blanket
Harbinger of doubts
Lightning flashes from her eyes
And they are shockingly bright
She roars in anger and in pain
Till the day is as dark as night
Her tears fall like rain of arrows
Falling through the air
And drapes around her like a fine veil
As delicate as a hair
And as she glides through the town
It sways with each step
Swooshing like a curtain in the wind
In the middle of an afternoon nap
But oh how she cries and cries
As she has ever since she was born
So mind where you go and mind where you sleep
And watch out for Lady Storm
Copyright © 2014 by May Kwek
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