Stormy Storm
Clouds gathering - very black,
Wind's already up to 120.
House's windows getting battered,
Doors slamming closed.
Thunder booming, wind is howling.
Kids screaming like mad.
Parents fists are clenched,
Their patience is wearing thin.
Waiting for the storm to end.
Written by Daniel P
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1 comment:
A great poem Daniel I especially like your imagery.
Mrs Mac
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