It thunders and pours
Against the window pane
It rattles the doors
Washing away the stains
Lightning strikes
Lighting up the sky
Illuminating the clouds
Reflecting in my eyes
The wind blows
Creating a song
The trees sway in rows
It's whistle slow and long
The storm surges on
Leaving the valley behind
It is gone
Letting the stars reappear and shine
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Rain
PoetryMany people complain about getting too much rain, but for me...every storm is different and amazing to watch.
