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The storm clouds gather, dark and black on the horizon. Moving quickly, spitting hail and lightning. And Earth stops, holding her breath, Trying to ignore the churning in her stomach. The pain becomes too much to bear, And She turns, crying and gnashing her teeth. Then down comes the funnel, spinning and twirling; So strong that it tires in minutes. And the storm is gone, disappeared like frost on a window. So Earth breathes a sigh of relief. Glad that Her torture is over, She laughs, daring the storm to come back -------------------------------------------------------- Copyright © 1997 Crystal Keeley -------------------------------------- Taken last Friday night as the rain storm was starting to come in for the weekend. Dedicated to all the people affected by last weeks storms, and especially the people of Greensburg,Kansas.