Thunderstorm Thunderstorm outside,Warm and dry inside my bed.I think I’ll just hide.5/6/2004 Others are Reading A Poem for the Poet’s Poet – Entertaining Spring Jupiter Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Adventures in Mowing the Lawn – Part II The Visit Jamar’s Meaning of Love Minimalism Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * 9 − = zero
