Rain

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I Hear the pounding and the rush.

I can smell what is about to hit.

 I go outside and watch my show of nature.

My storm has returned for another day.

I run out and enjoy the fee on my face and head.

I am not scared of the lightning and thunder.

The dark clouds have brought what I have been waiting for.

What a party to play in the rain.

Dancing, singing and getting wet are the best things about rain.

How can I not loved nature for bring my favorite weather to dance in?

Or giving me the most joy to see is the day I see rain.


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