The Storm
The wind howls
as if forgotten
longing to be noticed
The rain pours
angry at our doors
pelting out a rhythm
The thunder rumbles
a gentle reminder
to stay awake
As the lightning flashes
tying together the storm
binding it all as one
as if forgotten
longing to be noticed
The rain pours
angry at our doors
pelting out a rhythm
The thunder rumbles
a gentle reminder
to stay awake
As the lightning flashes
tying together the storm
binding it all as one