Covering blankets, soaking wet
A dim a dozen others disregard.. you bet!
The storms hits hard
People do care
A bowl of soul and a warm place to rest
God please resolve our selfish mess.
We are not all the same I know
Some have huge hearts and think of others,
From that one day it could be you
Rain hitting hour face with total discomfort
Weather outside “please shoo”
Days of light
Days of warmth
Days like today hit us hard,
Think of others, cramping inside a damp place
God almighty as prayers is where you want to face.
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