• Pitter Patter on my window sil,
    This sound is music to my ears.
    The rain I see and what I hear is just the beggining of what comes next.

    I see the lightning,
    it fills my home.
    My dogs they bark, and I mew.
    Because you see, We all hate the rain.
    I count the seconds after I see, for then the thunder it booms.

    Boom Boom It's so very scary.
    The sounds and the sights.
    For every second you count is a mile away.
    This storm, oh no is not even a mile away.
    Time to run and hide.
    'Til next time friends