when i was eight, there was a news report on tv about a tornado in michigan.
i had seen a ton of movies about tornadoes and  knew exactly what to do
i gathered all the things tornado experts said would come in handy.
     even though the report was slim and nowhere near my house,
     i was ready for it and my dad let me hide in the basement.
          i sat there. just me, my dog, a flashlight and 2 pillows
              the pillows were incase pieces of the roof flew at me
             i stayed there for 3 hours- it felt like an eon
         i felt so safe in the cold basement
              perhaps that's why he let me,
                    because it made me feel
                         oh so
                             safe