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God, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, rain, storm, The Echoes of the Storm, thunder
And I close my eyes and listen
To the gentle echoing sounds
Of rain splashing upon my thoughts
Amidst God’s almighty thunder
©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
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Thanks for reblogging! 🙂
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Beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you so much, Trini!! We are in the middle of a thunderstorm. It’s such a relaxing feeling to listen to the wonders from above 🙂
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🙂 I find them little scary, but your poem is very calming 🙂
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My dad always told me that when it thundered, people were bowling in Heaven…..and I’m pretty sure that last strike was my Dad!! 🙂 ❤
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Hihihihi 😀 Love that! My father told me it was Thor beating the clouds with his hammer, so I used to go to rooftop window to see if I could spot him 😀
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OH I love that!!! I have to pass that one on!!
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😀 😀
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