Rain

How lovely does the rain fall,
as if it's trying to send out a call.
So beautiful as it might seem to be,
sometimes it is not so beautiful to me.
When the lightning cracks abd the wind howls,
that's when you hear a long low growl.
Warnings come about flah floods,
while people try to get home through the muds.
When all you can see is darkness and grey,
it take's the sunshine out of your day.
Then something hit's you that's hard and wet,
and you know that the Heavens just let.
Go of the hail,
and you start to wail.
"Why here, why now,
that one really hurt ow!"
Then somehow as if they heard your plea,
they open the clouds and sunshine rains on me.
Then the lightning stops and the thunders gone,
and all of a sudden I hear John.
"Look at that rainbow, it's as preety as can be,"
now the light rainfall is beautiful to me.

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