She was the girl that liked storms
   movies
      and books

She was the girl that would hum to the pounding rain drops

She dreamed to be free
   She dreamed to fly around

To be one with the wind
   And one with the ground

She had many pains
   And many sorrows
      She thought it was time to leave this horror

And as she stepped up to meet her bridge
   She was gladly met with the roaring winds

With rain drops pelting up against her skin
   She could only think of having wings

She sang such soft melodies with open arms
   Embracing the world she so greatly loved

Upon her lips, she spoke great words
   Unspoken to those who need her most
      "When my soul no longer takes this form,
           You can hear me singing in the storm"