Thunder . . . lightening . . . teeming rain
Startled . . . I wake from the shaking pane
I lay there listening . . . to the course of its path
Wondering, will there be devastation in the aftermath
How lucky I feel . . . lying safe in my bed
When so many others have suffered widespread
It’s always my mantra be thankful with what you’ve got
Even when you think it’s not a lot!
Startled . . . I wake from the shaking pane
I lay there listening . . . to the course of its path
Wondering, will there be devastation in the aftermath
How lucky I feel . . . lying safe in my bed
When so many others have suffered widespread
It’s always my mantra be thankful with what you’ve got
Even when you think it’s not a lot!