A Poem? Kinda...?
So for English we had to write a poem and I figured I’d actually try. However, I’m no poet, so the result is…iffy to say the least. The rain is tapping at my window, The wind is trying to creep in. The flash of white invades contently, Leaving thunder to commit its sin. The water pings and pangs to be heard, The gusts are howling for some attention. The bolt strikes a tree in...