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Fear Of Storms At Night

I remember how frightful the sound of a storm was as a child.

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Sound Of Storm

© more by Jim Hollingsworth

Published: March 21, 2020

The clouds above are gray and dark.
With sound of thunder, lighten spark.

Rain that falls to earthly ground.
Winds that howl as moon to hound.

Fierce storm in the sky.
Beneath the covers in bed I lie.

My heart pounding as a drum.
My mind scared, body is numb.

I fall asleep upon my bed
and remember what my mother said:

"Be not afraid of things in night.
With the morning sun comes the light."

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