The Wind of chaos howls overhead
While the water of sorrow gathers
In a puddle at my feet, with dread,
I watch the storm and would not rather.

The storm grows with surprising fury
As the words grow louder and bolder.
They try to drown me in a hurry;
I struggle just not to be buried.

At the eye are two different people,
With separate beliefs and motives,
While I cling to the steeple,
And they don't care if the other lives.

I tell myself not everything's bad,
That there can still.be light in the world,  
And then I just think what if I had
Been able to secure my own hold.

Rain, Rain, fills the sky,
And makes everything new,
The green grass spry,
The Earth filled with dew.
Flower buds close up,
The leaves grow greater green,
All the world blows up
This beautiful scene.

Air smells of wet earth,
The whole world hides away:
Humans by the hearth,
The cattle in the hay,
Rabbits burrow down
Into their hide-aways,
To the trees so brown,
The birds find their way.

Just as the storm stops
and the winds quits blowing,
Up in the tree tops
The leaves unfurl and grow,
Thankful for the rain,
They continue to grow,
Grateful for the rain,
'Til it turns to snow.

The clouds rolled in with the fast-moving wind,
The bright lightning flashed off in the distance,
The great storm was just around the bend.
The loud, growling wind whistled through the fence,
And the night grew longer by the second.
As the great and powerful storm rolled in,
All the farm animals ran past the pond
To the bottom in a herd of vast kin.
The rain pounded against the white tin roof,
And no one know what the storm had in store.
The calm farmer's family had no clue
The storm would be so strong and powerful.
Crack! Went the pillar as the old barn fell
Just before the animals ran in it.

In today's world, things are different,
People have different values,
And sometimes they don't get the hint.
They all just ignore the cues,
Everyone sticks to their schedule,
And what their bodies try to
Tell them they try to ridicule,
Saying, "I'll just do that too."

People listen to their stomachs
Rumbling the day away,
As they work through the tummy ache
That hunger forces to stay.
If they listened to their body,
(The natural thing to do)
They would eat when they are hungry,
It helps be productive, too.

And if people set their schedules
Around when they are tired,
And don't just sleep when things are dull,
They might just not get fired.
For when you work when you are tired,
You tend to mess some things up,
And if you mess up, you get fired.
Don't sleep when the clock is up.

You little thief, you can’t go
A whole week without stealing.
Where is my hairbrush? It’s gone.
Do you have it? Yes you do.
Anytime something is gone,
I can always go to you,
I know to suspect your guilt,
Because you’re a little thief.

Where are my earbuds? They’re gone.
They're missing because of you.
I can’t find my new sweater!
Oh wait, it’s the little thief;
You stole all my possessions,
And now I can’t find my stuff,
Because I know you took it.
You’re an avid little thief.