www.whyville.net	Apr 17, 2005	Weekly Issue

NOWAYOKC Whyville Poet	Thunder Storm	Users' Rating Rate this article
FRONT PAGE CREATIVE WRITING SCIENCE HOT TOPICS POLITICS HEALTH PANDEMIC	I lie in bed Glaring at my window There's a loud crack And a blinding white glow The rain pounds the roof Lightning streaks the sky All I can do is lay and wait For the storm to pass by I can't take my eyes off the window What's behind the curtain? Rain? Hail? Tornado? I can't be certain I stare at my window Lightning lights my room I reassure myself The thunderstorm will end soon I roll from side to side My hair in a tangled mass I wish the thunderstorm Would hurry up and pass I admit, I confess I'm afraid of thunderstorms I will always be and always have From the day I was born Now that the thunderstorm Has silently crept away I drift into dream land And there I shall stay

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