Sophia Sechler

9/22/20

Ms. Gibson

Tornado

Like a monster from the dark

and lightening making sparks.

The children that were playing

 ‘til the wind hit now are saying.

That their terrified to death,

 the pond doesn’t have a depth.

“We need shelter to survive,

this stormy, horrid sky.”

Sadly, on that horrific date

Destiny had its fate to await.

All the children except one

Were all okay until their done.