When the lights went out by Mihiri Tantirimudalige


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The sky mourns when it’s raining,
The clouds groan as they weep,
The child huddles in his blanket,
Unable to catch a wink of sleep
The trees grumble and swear,
As their branches go into full sway,
The child peers from beneath the sheets,
Praying the rain would cease its fray
A shadow silhouetted against the lightening,
‘tis what the child sees sprawled ‘cross the floor,
His pulse races and his heart leaps,
There stands his mama with a candle at the door