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The lightning streaks
across the sky,
the thunder rolls
over my head,
rain pours down
outside my window.

Spring has arrived.

The wind has calmed,
the rain continues to pour,
the storm lasts
through most of the night.

I lay in my bed
and look out the window,
the lightning strikes,
but not a sound is heard....
all is quiet.

Is the storm going to stop?

There is no rain....
there is no thunder....
just lightning lights
up the sky.

I hear a rumbling
off in the distance,
the storm circles
in the skies above.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
May.15/2004