Storm

Thunders roar winds cry 　
Right before my eyes 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
I was somewhat depressed 　 小 荷 作文网 www.zww.cn
By this gloomy Sunday 　
Rain poured down the roof 　
Running into streams 　
And gathering into rivers 　
That flew past our lives 　
Splashes of liquid fell 　
Beating tittering melodies 　
While trees wobbles and humbles 　
The song of dark cold night 　
Tomorrow is another day 　
Yet today remains the same 　
All those stormy frights 　
Never go, never leave 　
Forever in our sight.