The windows banging!
The radios blaring!
The mothers yelling!
The fathers griping!
The sisters complaining!
The baby's whining!
The brother is dirty!
And there sat Susie peacefully reading a book.
The windows stopped banging.
The radio was turned off.
The mother stopped yelling.
The father stopped griping.
The sister stopped complaining.
The baby stopped whining.
The brother cleaned up
, And all sat down with susie to quietly read a book.
Hannah Grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eye-of-the-storm-14/
