Storm Warning
Like a Gulf storm, he has come to my life suddenly and completely.
Will he leave the same way? Will I be here alone and empty?
Love for me has been like a southern storm,
Appearing without warning, catching me by surprise,
Emotion pouring out around me like a squall.
First the wind, then the rain, then it’s gone. And that’s all.
So here I am again, standing on the pier,
Watching the clouds forming,
Feeling, knowing, the storm is near.
What do I do now?
I could turn, run. It’s not too late.
Inside, the storm would pass me by,
Though I’d watch it, feeling alone but safe.
But I am still me,
The child who chased rainbows and believed in magic.
Not so innocent anymore, but still that child.
Let the rain come down, and the beads of water pour down my face and soak my body.
If this storm is to pass quickly, I want to enjoy every second of its glory.
But what is to be, of it, and of me,
Once this storm returns to the sea?
Will he leave the same way? Will I be here alone and empty?
Love for me has been like a southern storm,
Appearing without warning, catching me by surprise,
Emotion pouring out around me like a squall.
First the wind, then the rain, then it’s gone. And that’s all.
So here I am again, standing on the pier,
Watching the clouds forming,
Feeling, knowing, the storm is near.
What do I do now?
I could turn, run. It’s not too late.
Inside, the storm would pass me by,
Though I’d watch it, feeling alone but safe.
But I am still me,
The child who chased rainbows and believed in magic.
Not so innocent anymore, but still that child.
Let the rain come down, and the beads of water pour down my face and soak my body.
If this storm is to pass quickly, I want to enjoy every second of its glory.
But what is to be, of it, and of me,
Once this storm returns to the sea?
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I wrote this poem years ago, living in Mobile, Alabama, and wondering if I would ever know what it felt like to be truly, madly, completely loved and in love. Thanks to my husband, I do know how it feels. And it is every bit as glorious as I imagined and worth everything I have risked or sacrificed to have it.
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