Hey guys! So, Just to warn you, I suck at poetry. Out of everything in this world, poetry is the thing I'm the worst at. So, why am I here, you ask. Well, I'm being FORCED to do it for English.
So, here it is. I warned you!
It's the beginning of the storm
And I'm watching the tempest form
On the earth, the colors lack
As the sky turns gray and black
It is forming.
I hear the thunder far away
But not for long will it stay at bay
Threatening, it softly roars
As the people lock their doors
It is coming.
Shoving the dust and pushing the trees
The wind brings all things to it's knees
It clears a path for it's tempest friend
And pushes it along, towards the skies end
It is near.
In a crackling, electric bolt
The armies of storm start with a jolt
A hundred drops sound like a thousand feet
As a wall of rain marches to complete
It is here.
So there you have it. Considering my poetry skills, I don't think it's too bad, but all the glory goes to God. Cause I'm telling you, this would have been a preschool rhyme with out him. Although I'm not too fond of the last stanza (or what ever you call that bunch of words. I'd call it a paragraph), so if you guys could help me with that, I will love you forever.
