the wind blows and howls
the sounds of a wolf,
just beyond my window.
dark and depressing.
the wind causes it to hit the side of the house.
*pitter patter pitter patter*
a cold silence sweeps over the house.
now we have a real storm.
a lady runs with a newspaper over her head,
to escape the rain, the thunder, the wind.
it halts to a stop for a few minutes or so.