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Storm born my mother said
Kicking and screaming
Into the blackest night
Stormclouds roiling
Thunder singing
My birthing song
Where I most belong
Storm born, shaking her head
The drama living on
In every passing year
Lightening dazzling
Cracking evening air
Telling everyone
I am there
(c) Helen Valentina 2017
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Interesting Helen. I am a great believer in the legacy of birth, both time, place and circumstances, even the bestowing of a name!
Thanks Philipoa. My mother said I was born in a storm so I’ve always thought similarly. 🙂
Best way to come in.
Yep, start as you mean to continue I always say, LOL. 🙂
LOL. I could see that as a wall banner.