Eye Of The Storm Poem by Hannah Grace

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.