Valley Storm
The winds were so mightily blowing,
Its breeze was so strong.
These big winds were surly howling,
On this valley so longing.
It came with a dashing clash,
On this midnight with all its might.
Lightening gave a blasting flash,
My it was a pretty sight.
The thunder making its loudest song,
Shaking the huge valley ground below.
It will not last long,
On this valley so low.
Donna Osborn
1/13/2006
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