The Storm
Rain falls
Streaking gray all around
Rain falls
Making a pit-pattering sound
Wind blows
Trees sway to and fro
Wind blows
The rushing sounds go
Lighting strikes
Brightens the deepening gloom
Lighting strikes
Making a thunderous boom
Quieter and quieter
Things come to a still
Quieter and quieter
The air starts to chill
Hail falls down
A hard white poise
Hail falls down
With a crackling noise
And then it starts again
The storm rages on
And then it starts again
I sit and watch, withdrawn
Streaking gray all around
Rain falls
Making a pit-pattering sound
Wind blows
Trees sway to and fro
Wind blows
The rushing sounds go
Lighting strikes
Brightens the deepening gloom
Lighting strikes
Making a thunderous boom
Quieter and quieter
Things come to a still
Quieter and quieter
The air starts to chill
Hail falls down
A hard white poise
Hail falls down
With a crackling noise
And then it starts again
The storm rages on
And then it starts again
I sit and watch, withdrawn
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