ballot poem

The daylight fades to night

The clouds are rolling in

The trees slowly lose their might

The pounding sound on the driveway

 

My  brother Blake had not come home

Mom was very worried

And The dog was starting to moan

 

Thunder is crackling high in the sky

The  fierce wind began to blow

The cracks of lightning brighter than the sun

 

Trees are falling

The lights begin to flicker

The booming and banging everywhere

 

A knock on the door

And The door opens

Blake is home

 

The sound becomes fainter

The sky becomes lighter

The storm has finally stopped

 

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