Will you stand in the storm with me?
With branches breaking, tin roof quaking
Stand here with me, it is calm with you
With you here next to me, there is no panicking

Scary storm we are having
It appears to be coming in waves
I see fear in you eyes, but I have seen worse
Such a storm has changed how you behave

I recognize the fear because in a different storm
That fear…it surrounded me
You stood with me then
And danced in the storm gracefully

I never forgot and I learned my own dance and grace
Time passed as different storms came and went
Interesting weather we are having
Standing with each other is time well spent

With lightning flashing and thunder booming
I forget about them with you here
There is less fear with you near
Looking into your eyes, it is all clear

Like with any storm, this too will eventually end
No storm has lasted forever… None!
And when it is over with clear skies surrounding us
There you are, standing with me. I will ask, “Wasn’t that fun?”