The Storm

Warm air throughout the day,rises admist the clouds,

Brewing within each second,releasing a few drops to the ground

The Storm has brought about moving air below

Sudden change to cold makes the wind start to blow

Illuminating charge,creates spark as a light form

Travelling through a channel which then creates the light of the storm

Clouds within are threatening,any second you know they'll burst

The pressures creeping higher, its about to show the worst

Faster as its darker they have no interest to say good bye

Building up those droplets,the wind has froze them in the sky

Pressures at its peak now,there to heavy so now they fall

What is known as hail has dropped,looks like a frozen water ball

Much prettier at a distance,destructions all it will know

In the distance all through the sky is every color of the rainbow

We take a picture to remind us of such beauty we all see

But in a flash the moments gone as if it was never meant to be

So we remind ourselves that beauty isn't always as it is

For we take a chance on it so we get a picture just like this.