First, we hear on the horizon a low storm forming
– thunder rumble, roll and groan.

Lightning flashes inside fat storm clouds
– kssss, psssh, pppfffkkk, crack, sprack!

The wind starts whistling through the windows
– moaning oooooh oooooh OOOOOOH.

A wall of rain comes drumming, humming
– beating, tapping, pounding, lashing.

Tornado siren screams its warning
– wailing its deep screech of fear.

The twister yeets and hurls sharp objects
– hurtling, piercing, stabbing, wounding.

Missiles fire in all directions
– shooting, shelling, crashing, dashing.

Its funnel vacuums up the buildings
– whooshing, swooshing, sucking.

Playing with power lines like guitar strings
            – twanging, plucking, snapping.

The noise is deafening
– thrashing, battering, skreeeeeeking.

Like fingernails on blackboards scratching
– like scraping sounds of forks on plates.

And just as suddenly, it vanishes
– debris is settling in the brush.

An eeriness descends, is it over?
            – am I safe to go outside?

Huddled in the shelter listening
to the breathing and the pounding of our hearts.

The creak of the door as the shelter opens
– we witness silence, stillness, dread.

Obi-Wan is quiet and measured.

He fights with considerable skill.

Once Anakin’s friend and later his foe,

He shows a true Jedi’s will.

Jabba the Hut is a toady slug

Who rules with a slimy fist.

But Princess Leia brings him down

With a flick of her powerful wrist.

Yoda very powerful is,

and small and wise and green.

Though old, he is fast and agile

When battling Palpatine.

Darth Maul’s head is patterned and horned.

His double lightsaber burns red.

He is a great Sith warrior

who survives when he should be dead.

C-3PO always steals the show

With his fluster and comical yelp.

He’s useful and loyal, though not very brave,

He’s a droid who is programmed to help.

Jango Fett is a bounty hunter

Who battled with Obi-Wan.

An army was formed of his clones,

One of which he kept as a son.

Chewbacca is hairy and vocal,

A wookie, a pilot, a friend.

Saved from a muddy dungeon,

He’ll follow Han Solo to the end.

Darth Vader, a black-clad villain,

who went by another name,

Uses the force for evil

And wants Luke to do the same.

Rey is a Jakku scavenger

who finds she is something more.

Her courage and skill in fighting

take her far in the galactic war.

There is something we should treasure,

Worth much more than we can measure.

We can’t earn it, still less steal it.

It’s a gift and we will feel it.

Even when we’re far away

It stays with us every day.

Gift so unlike any other:

Yes, the love of our own mother!

I knew I shouldn’t

But resist I couldn’t

And now with the bloat

It’s my lot to float.

So let this be a lesson to you –

One fly for dessert, never two!