The storm

pitter patter
at the window
the rain is saying hi

swish swhoosh
on the window
the wipers clean it dry

vroom vroom
in my car
as i drive on by

through the storm
what a rush
i can feel the sky cry

lightening bolting
thunder booming
its all lighting up the sky

the black and blue
the sky is washing
away the remnents
whats left of it will die

this night is so alarming
filled with beauty in the sky

too bad its almost over
as the storm starts to die