Lightning

When I was young and the rain showered down I'd watch from my bedroom enthralled with no sound Listening to the rain it's rhythm tapping strong Innocent as a child knowing no wrong It softened the ground making things grow It lightened the sky, with the nicest rainbows Then came the thunder and the lightning would flash Crackling the sky, into trees it would crash From my bedroom window protected so surely I'd watch Mother Nature unleashing her fury As the storm passed and the blue skies shone through The whole scene forgotten till the next storm did brew.