Fearful Meeting
The lighting, it was over-bright.
Without it, night was dark as sin.
The big flash showed a scary sight.
The lighting, it was over-bright.
I thought my heart might stop from fright.
The flash had shown a specter's grin.
The lighting, it was over-bright.
Without it, night was dark as sin.
June 13, 2016
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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