Thunder thunder go away, come again another day…
Stop illuminating the sky highs and for those moments letting the world see at night.
Stop uncovering glimpses of night-time secrets, let them rest and leave them untouched.
Thunder, thunder you’re a ferocious friend, making sure you’re heard above everything else.
If ever I needed a friend to tell me how it is, for sure thunder,
I wouldn’t be able to drown out your loaded words.
Explore Your Mind, This World & Life Poetry
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