Storytime: A Poem About Storms

The sky grows dark, the wind starts to howl,
Nature awakens, in a furious scowl.
The trees bend low, as the rain starts to pour,
A symphony of nature, that we all adore.

Lightning strikes, illuminating the night,
Thunder rolls, a fearsome sight.
The power and might, of a storm on the rise,
A natural wonder, before our eyes.

It's a reminder of nature's strength,
And the beauty that lies at great length.
The magic of storms, is something to behold,
A dance of elements, that leaves us spellbound.