The Storm Last Night

Last night
Was the hight
Of the Storm
I was warm
Cosy and happy
Sitting by my open fire
I realised I had no desire
To be anywhere else

Bright lights and thunder
Did make me wonder
With a roof above me
Had thoughts of a tree
Being tossed and shaken
Poor birds being awaken
Feeling the full force
Of mother nature of course
How privalidged I AM
To just BE
warm and cosy
Was me.

Everything happens for a reason
In each season
Be happy for each day we are allowed.


Angelfish X