The Storm...

As the storm rolls in
the deep thunder claps,
The lighting strikes
everything in its path.
The clouds they form
on an empty sky.
The wind it blows
with an outragous sigh.
While the birds they
escape into their
soon broken homes.
The rain it pours onto
my room.
The sky lights up and
the waves they crash.
The power goes
we sit in candle light
waiting for this storm to
pass through the night.
With all this comotion
the hope its strong
That we will make it
through this wonderful
storm.