The Storm

Storm clouds roll in from the distance like a swarm of black beetles

Everyone runs from the rain like an ant from spiders

A sea of umbrellas open below.

Rain falls from the sky like torrential teardrops.

The coldness, darkness, wetness, and fear.

The sound of rain on the roof like mini missiles fills their ears.

But to one boy it was beautiful.

Refreshing rain on his skin.

Resplendent replenishing rain,

watering all the plants for free.

Frogs leaping from lily pads into the lake.

Butterflies, bugs, and bees walking wearily, flying freely.

Everything could be heard except the soft sound of rain.

A rainbow arcs in the sky above.

The clouds slowly shift back.

The sun shines through.

People race out of their houses towards the sun like moths to a light.

The boy with nothing else to do.

Goes back inside and longs for something new.