Storm Poem

May 13, 2009
Storm Poems

Middle of the night
People flee to shelter
Cramming in tight
Babies Crying

The storm is near
It’s starting to rain
Streets are flooding
Every thing is wet

The storm is near
Super strong winds
It’s hitting hard
People are scared

The storm is over
People are coming out
Buildings are destroyed
The town must rebuild

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