Lady Storm

Lady Storm is walking through

Her head as high as the clouds

Ominous, dark and thick as a blanket

Harbinger of doubts

Lightning flashes from her eyes

And they are shockingly bright

She roars in anger and in pain

Till the day is as dark as night

Her tears fall like rain of arrows

Falling through the air

And drapes around her like a fine veil

As delicate as a hair

And as she glides through the town

It sways with each step

Swooshing like a curtain in the wind

In the middle of an afternoon nap

But oh how she cries and cries

As she has ever since she was born

So mind where you go and mind where you sleep

And watch out for Lady Storm

May K.