Storms

Storms

A Poem by Sharp17

The lightening, its bright.

 The thunder, it follows,

This amazing sight,

can dim all your sorrows.

The raindrops,

They fall, to the left and the right.

The wind,

how it moves,

such a beautiful might.

© 2011 Sharp17


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