The storm is coming, lazy awning sways
a breeze picks up, the flagpole clangs
This is a big one, not your norm
In our porch, sheltered from storms

The rain is here, falling every-where
sounding on rooftops, lawn tables, chairs
The best is coming, a wild maelstrom
In our porch, sheltered from storms

The storm is raging now, heightened senses
the wind is whistling, thunder crashes
Angels are bowling, clouds transform
In our porch, sheltered from storms

Lighting flashes, a sight to behold
mayhem ensues, the youngest consoled
Just the other day, the sun was setting
sounds of laughter, people sitting
Here on the porch where stories are told
embraced by all, the young and old

The storm is waning now, fears confirmed
distant dripping, yards upturned
The door opens, a paternal form
On our porch, sheltered from storms