It's not even my style of writing, but it just came out...it's most definately an odd one for me.
The chilly autumn rain
falls like frosted tears upon my window
Remembering dreams now faded....
Lighting flashes in the distance
I hear the thunderous words
Howling through the bitter winds
In search of shelter from the elements
Finding little comfort from one small trees bough
Found huddled and shivering
Standing all alone.
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