My Stormy Night

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    For Lori Dano Storm......

    My Stormy Night

    I was born from the tail of a twister, screaming loud and long.
    Behind a shivering nor'easter icing over my song, I came on strong.
    I caused so much trouble that my attitude comes from my stormy night.

    Trust me my bark is worse than my bite, for now.
    I, being born small, fought for every scrap that came.
    My three brothers never had a leg to stand on, they soon learned to go away.

    Some would call me mean or even nasty, I say that I'm just a careful thing give me a chance.
    I'll show you my true color, if you'll show me yours.
    Learning to love was the hardest chore, if I give you my heart will you give me yours.

    Sly as I think I am my heart is fragile and may get broken.
    You think you can handle this woman scorned, fail me, you'll see my wrath become outspoken.
    Love me as best you can and I'll love you as my man.
    I'll hold your heart as a token of that stormy night my voice was woken.

    Such as I am I need a strong willed man, he might be the answer to my turbulent soul.
    So hang on to this child of a twister, enjoy the ride while it lasts.
    For tomorrow I may make you my past, I'll give you my apologies and be on my way.
    Like the storm that bore me that fateful day................












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    SpiritSong commented on My Stormy Night

    10-04-2009

    remember...There is an Eye in every storm...you can decide which you choose to be..chaos or calm is up to thee..may Abba fathers Eye upon you always be your key..it is the place of joy, little regrets, and thankful days, that walk us into promised good..for eternity..Thank you beloved ..may we never settle for the storm..but the eye in the center of His balance, and His honorable brilliant light at the end ..shalom fill you and cover you as you continue your life walk..in this journey...Tina,"Spiritsong"

    lucky62

    10/05/2009

    Thank You Spirit for kind comments and the wonderful insight please have a glance at my other poems......

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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