Stormy Nights

I like to watch the lightning bolts
that splinter black-cat nights.
I like to hear the thunder cracks;
they sound like monster fights.
I like the rain upon the roof
that beats down like a drum,
but only when I’m snuggled up
between my dad and mum.



This poem was first published inĀ Countdown, Issue No. 3, The School Magazine, April 2018.

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