The clouds meet the sky
It’s white as snow
As the clouds roll through the valley
A thunderstorm came rushing toward them
They crashed. . . .
The dark clouds were now black and grey
Nothing was left, but the dark stormy clouds
Creative Writing
The clouds meet the sky
It’s white as snow
As the clouds roll through the valley
A thunderstorm came rushing toward them
They crashed. . . .
The dark clouds were now black and grey
Nothing was left, but the dark stormy clouds