Poetry Friday

I Like To See A Thunderstorm
by Elizabeth Coatsworth

I like to see a thunderstorm,
A dunder storm,
A blunder storm,
I like to see it, black and slow,
Come tumbling down the hills.
A plunder storm,
A wonder storm,
Roar loudly at our little house
And shake the window sills!

Poem found at Mother Goose Caboose

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