Another flash of lightning
as the thunder dies.
Vengeful seeking fingers
stroke across the skies.
*
There lies a child sleeping
dreams soothe her eyes.
Hope in tranquil breathing
more so in her sighs.
*
In every dream a life
a living seed to sow.
In every crash of lightning
He will only know.
For Susan: Her hopes, her dreams.
07/01/98
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