Lawrence Hall
Mhall46184@aol.com
Spring Thunderstorm I
A house is like a blanket; in a storm
You cuddle up with cozy walls, and pull
The roof over your head against the rain
As lightning flashes through the window pane
And thunder is a bully, all full of himself
He tries to interrupt you as you read
Or sew or listen to the radio -
How tiresome the rain, lightning, thunder, and wind!
But if you wrap the house around yourself
It’s like your favorite blanket, safe and warm
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