Storm

by Angela   Feb 27, 2004


The wind is blowing colder
The sky is turning black
The storm is getting closer
I must be getting back
I run and run to get away
Before the clouds catch up with me
What a dark and gloomy day
Why won't it let me be?
A tornado touches down
I cannot get away
It picks me up and spins me around
What a horrid day!
Inside the funnel I see everything
Every little fear
I try to grab onto anything
But I can't find anything through the tears
It drops me down onto the ground
I'm left there in a daze
While the funnel stops spinning around
And slowly fades away

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