The Storm by Michael Deboysere

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In a dark stormy night, i glare outside.
Viewing the scene where you hide.

Silent you wait to come out.
but i know you want to shout.

then suddenly you come out whit a beatifull flash.
Followed with a noise and sometimes a crash.

The short moment of light you bring enlightens me.
For it is one of the best things you can see.

But be aware, i'm not without danger.
if i hit you, you'll be led to that gentle stranger.

Stay away from the highest point, cause theres where i strike.
If you do get there when i hit, you can take a hike.