Stormy weather

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It's Khadijah here. This is another poem I made using onomatopoeia, here it is:

Animated Gif,By Momentsofwonder&ponder.blogspot.com


STORMY WEATHER


Thunder rumbling,

Wind wooshing,

Lighting cackling,

Pitter,patter,

Pitter,patter,

Rain swooshing,

SLAM, BANG!

 BY KHADIJAH DILSHAD

  

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