My favorite type of weather
Is a thunderstorm for sure
Because when I'm at home
I feel quite secure.
Also the smell of outdoors
While one is taking place
Is beautiful enough
to put a smile on my face.
I love to watch the rain
strike some objects outside,
it is amazing to think
this miracle happens worldwide.
Another thing I love
Is feeling rain hit my skin
Little drops of heaven
Sinking to within.
I adore these storms
As they emerge from the sky
The clouds getting darker
The wind whooshing by.
Thunder and lightning
Rain coming down
Hitting the road
making a sound.
As I stare out my window
and watch the rain fall by
I wonder what could have happened
To make God want to cry.
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