Before the Storm

Before the storm
People were pleasant
In a blissful state

Neighbour greeted neighbour
Like they'd known eachother
All their lives
Like they knew something was coming
But didn't know how to say goodbye

Before the storm
All was well
The air was fresh, and clear
Filled with the beautiful rythms
Of our feathered friends

The cool breeze
Striking all the right chords
On Mother Natures chriping choir

Before the storm
The roads were blocked
With everybody leaving town
For no visible reason

Their horns honking
Kids in the backseat
Playing with their toys, and laughing
While the parents try
And fail to hide their worries

Before the storm
All was quiet
After, still