Thunder.

A little poem written by your's truly. Haha.


The thunder
So gentle, so forceful
So roaring
But can you hear it cry?
It's all alone 
Up there
In the sky.
It wonders why.
"Why must I be up
Here, so far away from land?"
And so it starts to sigh.
That sigh is what we hear
When it's rolling with the wing
So then it sheds a tear, rain
And if it were I, I'd also want to cry.