Wind comes screaming through the trees,
As the fierce storm comes a calling;
The creatures that live in the forest,
They heed this most deadly warning.

Raindrops like the sting of a needle,
Painful to many that they strike;
Thunder sounds like an avalanche,
Making the darkened sky so bright.

The bears hide safely in their dens,
Not seeking out berries today;
The buck with his doe will protect,
The fawn huddled down in the hay.

Birds of all kinds cling to branches,
The gale so fierce they cannot fly;
In the distance a pack of wolves,
Can be heard brandishing their cries.

Younger trees bend down with the wind,
The oldest ones snap and crash down;
The weakest of all are picked up,
Torn by their roots out of the ground.

The most feared beast of the mountains,
Even it is frightened today;
The North American cougar,
Another of mother nature's pray.

Huge beaches quickly washed away,
The largest sand dunes are leveled;
When the wrath of God's great storm hits,
The land will begin to tremble.

All trees, structures, the earth itself,
And every living creature;
Nothing is safe from its deadly rage,
The power within a Nor'easter!

Copyrighted July 16, 2007