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Thursday, December 16, 2010

Storm by Claire

This poem was written by Claire
Age 13, Stamford CT.

Dark and looming in the sky
As the rushing wind carries it by
Threatening rain to passerby’s

An evil creature swirling through
While the wind blew and blew
Setting everything anew

Thick and threatening with angry thirst
Looking as if it’s about to burst
This storm will be the worst

The clouds so thick, vast and deep
The storm inches away with a slow creep
As the pelting rain seems to leap

Growing and growing until no end
As people cry out and try to fend
Then the storm takes an unusual bend

The clouds slowly spread out
The rain slows and people shout
Yet their foreheads crease with doubt

The menacing cloud softens but the winds still blow
This dreadful never-ending show
Will this cloud ever go?

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