Thunder

The clouds rumble
as bright flashes appear.
Babies wail in shock;
The thunder crackles and roars.
The clouds cry
as raindrops drum on my window.
The streets, empty and deserted.
The thunder roars like ten lions,
making the city turn quiet
as the lights switch off and children doze off.
The animals scamper for shelter.
The rumbling soon fades away.
The bright morning sun smiles
as bright as children!
The birds start singing the morning song.
As the children wake for the new dawn,
streets come back to life
and become lively once again.