Thunder and Light

Thunder doesn’t scare me
but I’d rather not be alone
when the lights go out.

They’re flickering now,
just like the lightning.

There’s no doubt
the power will be off soon.
It’s all clouds and rain out,
There’s no moon,
just the light from the lightning
and this old flashlight.

And the sound of the thunder,
that rumbling, tumbling, crackling
sound. I wonder
where you are tonight,
who you’re holding tight
as you franticly search for
your flashlight
till you remember you left it here.