A Hopeless Poet's Corner

rain storm

A little pitter a little pat
Against the window tap, tap, tap.
The clouds rolling in the sky
The thunder booms every now and then
A lightning strike may occur
But the sky is the one who will make it happen.

It rains heavier
And all the cars swerve
Little puddles gathering in the back yard
Splashing, happy children as the sky falls around them
Some people and pets hiding under furniture

The rain starts to fade away
Along with the thunder.
The sun pokes her head between the clouds
As people climb out from under their beds.

The land smiles back up at her
As she gleams down from above it
Little birds spread their wings
And they fly again.

I get bored and it was raining so this happened.

Signed,
Naps