Is This Real

The wind whispers in the woman's ear. She stands and looks but nobody is here. As the wind strengthens the house shakes. She screams for her life, running for the basement. The door is locked. She cried the softest saddest little cry, prays to God not to take her life. The door opens and what does she see. An angel that said... Come with me To live another day I'll protect you That's all I can say The woman followed With nothing but joy There they go Trying to stay alive She looks around To see if this is real And wake's up To notice that The tornado was the real deal