Storm

The dark clouds rush across the sky Powered by the wind on high The tree limbs bend and sway with grace As speeds the wind to an awful pace The tiny creatures they take flight To reach their burrows on this terrible night The lightning forks carve up the sky With flashes bright that hurt the eyes The thunder applauds the lightning flash With a rumble and a gigantic crash That seems to shake the very ground And can be heard for miles around The umbrella is now of little use Ripped with metal all obtuse I down my head and forge ahead Wishing I was home in bed Or in my kitchen warm and cosy Drinking a glass or two of Rose Round the corner then on the right My door will loom with its outside light That will come on when I get near To show nothing hiding for me to fear Key in the lock I’m safe once more Step inside and close the door