Arden Feldman

The Hurricane

I’m sitting in the basement, listening to the wind and screams,

And then it stops all of a sudden, as if it was a dream,

A ray of light shines through the sky,

As its eye stares down at us, so small,

And then in the blink of an eye,

It all returns.





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