The Storm

Sitting by my window,
watching rain crash down.
Listening to the wind
whip the trees around
Lightning streaks quietly
across the sky.
While thunder rumbles after,
shaking the ground

Memories

I remember hide and seek in the dark,
   with people jumping out and scaring me.
I remember cops and robbers at school,
  and fighting about a new rule.
I remember the swing at Grandma's and Grandpa's,
  making it go as high as it could go with the dog on it.
I remember the stuffed cat
  carried everywhere and breaking
I remember choosing which stuffed animal to bring
  because one might get jealous.