From blue to grey
The storm raged.
Trying to tear the door away.
We grasped it firmly and hung on.
Hoping the terror would not tarry
Beyond our strength.
Or never again would we see
A fair day with a sky of blue.
We would be gone.
© 2023 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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