The storm brings such large amounts of rainfall
But not once does lightning dare to strike down
For that action would bring much large scale pain
But not everybody is safe and sound
The thunderstorm stops with its rainfall now
For having too much would cause a bad flood
But having too little would cause a drought
Maybe its intent was misunderstood
The clouds begin to part away from view
For cloudy days aren't great for their morale
But without clouds the sun wreaks havoc too
But the thunderstorm is gone, too late now
They plead for the rain, making it confused
They all want joy, but to that, it asks, who's?
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Sonnets
PoetryA collection of Sonnets, probably going to continue for quite some time before it's complete.