As night draws in and lights go on
The night seems strangely quiet
You look over at the wood stove
And decide you ought to light it
The sky lights up with lightning
Thunder sounds for all its worth
The wind carries the sweet aroma
Of rain-dampened earth
Raindrops hit the roof and make the metal clatter
Mixture of wind and raindrops form whispers of eery chatter
You hear the thunder and you wonder
How long will it last?
Then things start quieting down a bit
And you see the storm has passedWritten and published by Susan Gaither, 1994.