Read the memo, please. You're gonna need to if you're gonna understand this from my point of view...
I looked up at the storm above,
Confident that darkness had truly taken over.
My head clouded as quickly as the skies,
Until I noticed something above me that hovered..
I turned my head towards the heavens,
And found him there.
I sensed his presence..
He pointed at a place in the sky
And there was a great light.
"A gift" , he said,
"When things don't seem to go right."
I looked in his direction,
To find him gone.
But I smiled still,
Knowing I'd never truly be alone.
The Storm
This is the poem that goes along with my picture "The Storm" Here it is: http://fingahs.deviantart.com/art/The-Storm-92805839 It's in dedication to Eugene Sykes, my great grandfather, who died a few years ago just a couple days after his birthday.. I've always found myself to blame and I've never really had too many good moments since it happened. But I know he's watching me and making sure I'm okay ^-^ But everytime I see a giant cookie, I wanna cry o.o (Instead of a cake for his b-day, that's what we gotDid you like this poem? Write one of your own!
