ThunderStorm:

The skies flickers with light
And then it's dark again,
The crash of the lighting
And the bark of the wind.

It raises its weary head
Alive from his deep sleep,
Ready to fight his battle
Cause talk it is so cheap.

The vibrations strike the sky
And rumbles to its death,
It comes crashing downward
Like a ThunderStorm's breath.

The rains soon will follow
And fill the skies up full,
With alittle bit of assistance
From the gravitational pull.

The skies flicker again
Then thunder fills the air,
Lightning soon will follow
As if anybody really cares.

The roaring from the clouds
With the rains coming down,
Makes for a ThunderStorm
And raindrops on the ground.

The sky turns dark once more
But how long will that be,
Just the slightest movement
Could break the lighting free.

So listen for the cracking
The rumbles of the storm,
The barking of the skies
That come in water form.