Poems.

Thunder.

Thunder has made me worried from when I was a child, and even now.

I don't go to my stuffed animals and wait it out anymore.

Now, I want to be with him and have his presence take away the worries.

I'll wait it out with him.

With this thunder passing through I can't fall asleep.

My mind instantly fixes on him and I make my self into a human burrito with a blanket and cancel out the noise myself, since he isn't here at this time of day.

Thunder worries me, and I need him to help me through it.