The storm brought howling winds and rain
Endless and singing loud
Crashing against the windowpane
The trees outside unbowed
And after it had passed, the world
Grew soft and sat in wait
And in my corner there I curled
Till quiet did abate
The storm brought howling winds and rain
Endless and singing loud
Crashing against the windowpane
The trees outside unbowed
And after it had passed, the world
Grew soft and sat in wait
And in my corner there I curled
Till quiet did abate
A Poem A Day 