Quick little poem
When I look at you Everything slides away Nothing can interfere With this joy But behind the sunshine The thunder growls The distant rumble A warning of what may come Yet I feel you near me Your presence in my very veins The storm may come But it will only be rain

Thanks again! :D

I think there is a word for things that are short, but hold a lot. Hold on, let me think of it, I am not used to using good vocab. OK, I think it is "pithy" I think the word is "pithy." OK, now my brain hurts, and I shouldn't ever try and think or talk like that again....ouch, Precious

i love how you use imagery from nature to reflect human emotion. Nature inspires me so much and I always appreciate a good piece about it. I almost wanted to say nature infects me and I guess that is kind of true....you know what I mean, right? :?: anyway, i like it.