Monday, January 24, 2011

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
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3 comments:

  1. cowgirl616January 26, 2011 at 9:12 AM

    i like how short and to the point this poem is :)

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  2. MaryJanuary 26, 2011 at 7:01 PM

    i like this lots :D

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  3. NIckFebruary 4, 2011 at 7:48 AM

    I really liked this poem it made me feel like there was a thunder storm happening outside.

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