Storm
A brilliant sun with skies so blue,
The day so warm, and flowers in bloom.
Clouds roll in, dark and low,
The sun now hidden as the rain pours down.
Lightning flashes, and lights up the sky,
A sense of doom, an excited cry.
The sky grows quiet, as the sun goes down.
A red stained dusk with thickening clouds.
Purple lights up the night as the stars come out,
A night so calm, alive with thundering rounds.
Drifting far away, with the clouds,
As the storm dissipates, into the sound.
