Until Daylight Returns

September 17, 2013

"Storms raging all around

taunting us to go underground.

Thunder shaking the earth below

Wind bending branches to see how far they will go.

Sirens screeching out the call

Run and hide, stay safe from all.

The rain turns gentle, anger all released

Letting them have peaceful sleep.

Others may cry and others may mourn,

But no one knows until daylight returns."

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