Thunder Storm

The Clouds Roll In

like sheep walking through the pasture

lightning rockets through the sky

like a strobe light flashing on and off

”boom” thunder comes next

the rain pours down

as if someone had turned a faucet on in the sky

”pitter, patter, pitter, patter”

the rain never stops

The trees ach and bend

like someone bending over to tie their shoe

the wind blowing hard on my face

tearing across the valley it goes

as the storm dies away

no more lightning

no more thunder

The rain stops

ever thing is back to normal