Dog and Thunderstorm

I’ll whimper, cower and tremble under this chair I shall reside Because the storm’s angry rumble will make me quiver, shake and hide I will bury my head and whine at each thunderous sound it makes That causes the floor to vibrate and every windowpane to shake Bright flashes streak across the sky and they do freeze my very heart I will hide behind your legs while they try to rip the sky apart I hear the wind howl through the trees as nature bows down to your will The rain pounds down in torrents that rattle against the windowsill Now that the rumble has moved on and all that’s left is a soft blow As rains soothingly taps against the glass of the bedroom window I will stretch and give a big yawn scrunch up this pillow for my head Lay down and get some needed rest in my comfy and warm dog bed