When it Rains

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Skies above me today are grey

Inside I sit and stay

Hearing thunder roaring

Rain dripping on my windowsill

All day storming

Lighting gives me a slight thrill

The wind has a voice

It speaks and destroys

A wave of excitement

Goes through my veins

As I smell the storm’s scent

Oh how I love when it rains.

 

 

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