2In all her magnificent beauty
She ripped through the trees
Taking no prisoners
On her rampage
Anyone standing in her path
Was slain almost instantly
Her pale face was illuminated
By the setting sun
She looked so innocent
No one had a fear
That she would come
No one ever dreamed
She would rip them from their homes that night
Following gingerly behind her outburst
The tears came pounding to the ground
Drowning the sorrows
And when she realized what terror she had caused
She quietly subsided and bowed her head gracefully
As she slowly rose from the ground
She was taken back up to heaven.