The storm of the day

The storm clouds were singing:  they created a song
Loud were their soundings and their melody was long
Shaking and shouting they shook up the earth
Soaking rains provided streams of rebirth

The winds they were howling and were carrying a tune
That seemed to be peaceful but echoed some doom
We as the witnesses saw all of nature's display
The weather kept changing; oh what can I say.

The leaves they were blowing and  trees took a bow
The earth and her elements were being disrupted some how
Twas the storm of the moment and the storm of the day
It would leave us with memories and  shake up our way