Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Thunder


Thunder makes its sonic boom
Wakes up spiders in every room
From rafters, cracks and corner dark
Out they come to leave their mark
Across the house the arachnid treads
Carpets, walls; even sleeping heads
They wreak no havoc to any man
All they follow is instincts plan
So while lightning above does crack
I'll stay awake in case they come back