Terror at Night
J. Lee
Once upon a Friday Night when we were weary
While we nodded sleepy and safe
A terrible distant thunderstorm began hurling thunderbolts all about
The air was shattered and torn with jagged lightening
Thunder was constant
Our ears were ringing
As we feared
A tornado was near and soon knocking on our door
Shaking our house
With a snip and a tick the fearce winds did howl and blow
The wind and rain blew so hard
We were afraid to close the door
We ran to the hall with fear in our hearts and wings on our feet
We did tremble and shake while embracing tightly
Helpless we felt as we feared for our house,
We feared for ourselves,
We feared for grandma next door
We listened to the rumble and the roar, the creak and groan
Parts of the roof did fly away
We listened to the shattering glass windows
We listened to the terrible tornado blast limbs through the wall
We listened to the trees crashing to the ground
The Tornado snapped trees like twigs in a breeze
We listened to the tornado as it did its best to destroy our home
We were so afraid
We did pray
The Lord was there and surly watched over our two homes
The tornado did pass and we were well
What seemed like an eternity was but a minute or two
We ran next door
Grandma was fine
In the storm and drenching rains we struggled to protect our homes
We hoped Mr. Tornado was done
The storm passed and morning came,
We were amazed
The destruction was war zone like
But we did survive with nary a scratch
We knew the Lord was with us as we surveyed the damage and realized no one was hurt
And our homes were still mostly intact
We worked like slaves to clean our yards
But with the help of family and friends in several days normalcy begin to return