The Thunderstorm
Drip drop, drip drop
Down the gutter with a plop
Pitter patter, titter tatter
Against my window with a clatter
Like a misty shroud
Here come the clouds
Hear the boom
The thunder will loom
Over the valley
It will rally
The wind is rushing
The ground is gushing
Turning to mud
And in some places a flood
Splish splash splish splash
Lightening will flash
Through the sky
It will fly
Flish flash
Boom doom, loom
Pitter patter titter tatter
Flitter flatter didder dadder
Drip drop drip drop
STOP!
Makenzie is a talented writer, poet, and full time student who resides in Utah with her bees and fluffy cat. You can find more poems by Makenzie here
