Sitting Out The Storm

black clouds crawling in
a weather front
of lethal sad
pressure built
in past weeks’ warmth
life was good
and all was good
were we happy?
I guess we were

panels on our windows
shutters, covers
stock up and hide

let’s light a single candle
in this dark house
in this dark room
let its light
keep out the black
keep out the cold
huddle close
and cuddle

let us hope
the candle burns
and let us hope
we closed all cracks
may a draft
not blind us

let’s sit out
this storm
we’ll greet the sun
again
real soon

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