The Storm Is Just Starting

The sky out side is dark, cloudy and gray

In side curtains are drawn, ending the day.

Raindrops in a rhythm on windows and streets,

Inside the house people make their retreats

Thunder rumbles deeply, a growl from afar,

Echoing wild, like a explosion from an old car

The world feels alive, alive with each crack,

The pulse of the storm, no turning back.

Puddles gather round, reflecting the gloom,

While branches sway wildly, as if to their doom.

Each drop a reminder of nature’s vast might,

In the heart of the storm, nothing feels right.

So let it thunder, let the rain pour on down,

In this storm I feel safe, with my family around

For in every storm, in every loud thunder roar

We’re all safe in our home, so let the rain pour