thunder and lightning

Lightning strikes, Lightning flashes and when people see it, they break into dashes.

They run because Lightning is accompanied by it's husband Thunder. People hide under tables and in closets to afraid to look, because when Lightning shows her face, Thunder never books.

Some people sleep and some people weep, but not me, i choose to creep. I creep to a window whether I'm in school or at home. I watch and listen to them as if their in a dome.

But when the weather clears, I can't wait, to see them on their next date.