The storm grew
It's nearly due
nail yourself in
time runnin thin

cars flying by
gravity they defy
horse in the air
we all did stare

were down in the cellar
all clung together
we wish for hope
and a flat bottom boat

the storm blew by
now a nice blue sky
we thought we were going to die
but the sun is shining.
and we are home and dry

David Darbyshire

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/storm-s-a-comin/