Rain drops drum on the roof,
"Go to sleep," Dad says,
and I try .
Lightning cracks in a quicksilver flash
to light up the dark, cloudy sky.
Thunder roars, clashes,
crashes and makes a very loud boom.
Is it any wonder I'm here with my dog
under the sheets
in my room?
Lately, we've been having storms roll through in the late evening. It floods the roads and comes with beautiful lightning and loud thunder. Do you have summer storms? Can you write your own poem about rain, or how about a list poem about all the things that go crash and boom? Enjoy your writing.