By Hank Christian
Date: 4 November 2000
Cyclone
The emotions hit hard
with unparalleled ferocity and rage
making her confused
And angry.
So damn angry that she needed to stike out
vent
release some of the pressure
before the inevitable explosion.
And in this matter I was impotent
because I had unleashed the cloud in our home
So I could only hold her hand
And say I'm sorry.
Until the smile I love so much peeked through
And her laughter banished the storm.
And the light of her soul shone through
again.
11.04.00 *Hank*
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