Out of no where
Smell of the air
Out the window you stare.
A cool breeze at night
The clouds above fight.
Try to take cover
I will follow
One after another.
You either love me
Or hate me
I fall from above
The trees will shake me.
History has made stories
To tell about Gods glory.
Forty days and forty nights
A promise
A rainbow was in sight
Beauty blooms
Thunder booms!
A warm spring delight
A cold winters night.
Take me in
I'll be here till the end.
.........Rain.
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