The Boy Hidden In The Eye Of The Storm
Sophie Mckenzie, Grade 11, Stawell Secondary College -
Excellence In Writing Award in the 'Horizon of Dreams 2018' competition
Woe am I,
As the raindrops run dry,
For when the clouds leave,
So does he; not that you'd believe.
For my love is the boy hidden in the eye of the storm,
He's never felt the summer, the sun, the warm,
Because when the thunder calms and the lightning settles,
And the water for hot chocolates cool down in the kettle,
When the breeze stops rustling the leaves on the tree,
That's when he runs for the storm, free.
But I will not be sad for too long,
I will smile as I hear our song,
For when the dark clouds return again,
I will run to the boy waiting for me in the rain.