The storm blew in from Chicago
I watched those sad clouds creeping
from black to pink
but they made no rain.
The lights flickered a few times,
and it frightened me a few times
even with the comfort of the flashlight
on the dresser.
You always wait for the best days
to be on my mind,
I kept my flashlight on,
but i’m afraid
all i’ve done
is wear down my batteries.