Rain

Mighty drums pounding greatly
Is what I have been hearing lately,
The earth begins to rattle and shake
My heart quivers and quakes.

The calmly sound trickles at my window
Rain comes down just as a signal,
That more is coming, so be on your guard
And greatly protect your yard.

Streaks of gold flash the sky
They jolt back and forth so high,
If it should one day strike me down
I would be ashes without a sound.

When they come in the night
Little kids cry with all their might,
They run into their parent?s beds
And hide in the pillows their little heads

The moment of this I find is peaceful
I stay up too late and get an earful,
You must find it strange
That I enjoy listening to the rain.