The Storm

Dark Clouds begin to form,
Ut-oh here comes a storm,
The sun begins to die away,
The storm is here its going to stay,
Lightning comes within our sight,
It fills the sky with an eerie light,
The thunder is like a lion roaring,
The lighting is a bright light soaring,
I cannot describe how hard the wind blew,
It knocked down one tree; soon to be two,
The rain poured down as fast as a shower,
The storm went on for what seemed like an hour,
Finally away went the dark and the gray,
The sun is now back and its going to stay.