Puddles gather on the ground, 

The air is warm but the downpour stings when it hits your skin.

Lightning strikes, thunder roars,

Either inside watching a movie or outside letting the rain pelt your skin.

You can hear the rain slap the roof,

Making a soothing sound.

As day turns into night the rain keeps coming,

Like a revolving cycle.

Deep in the night lightning striking and thunder roaring. 

Illuminating the sky for a split second then everything going black.

The possibility of losing power, playing board games by candlelight.

Storms are the best thing Mother Nature can give us.