I Write Poetry

I Hope It Storms When I Die

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Some people really hate rainstorms
I think they're not right in the head
I always laugh at those sillies
Who run to hide under their bed

I love it when it storms hard
I can hear the rain hitting the tin
I run out on the porch to watch rain fall
I'd rather be out now, than in

I smile at the flash of the lightning
I cheer at the crack of the thunder
Like angels are taking my picture
Then knocking bowling pins asunder

I dance out into the raindrops
I spin with my arms open wide
I laugh as I jump in the puddles
I make faces at people inside

I lift my arms to the heavens
The rain fogs my eyes made of glass
I slip in the mud the rain causes
I laugh and fall right on my......well you know

Some people really hate rainstorms
I laugh as I watch them run by
I'll love storms till I'm 90
And I hope it storms when I die