Storms Coming
I close my eyes and the sun goes down
I open my eyes i see the dark sky
I can see the shinng stars
The ocean brezze
The thunder far east
I see the water wash the sand of
As birds quickly fly to the south
The air calls my name
As the boats pull to the shallow ports
There all coming in
The ocean stats to roar
The currents underneath seem to seperate
Peopel running in different ways
As the storm get ready to finally appear
Children running ,many lost
The sky beings to spark
As yellow thunder strikes
The winds pick up
Finally it
Strikes
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