The wind blows out my window
The dark clouds threaten us
With the possibility of rain
And the atmosphere takes on a sullen disposition
We feel it as we sit indoors
Discussing the possible weather conditions
Then it begins
The rain starts to pour
The thunder resounds
We stand at our windows
And gaze at the heavy haze
That rolls up from the hills
It slows – the rain that is
The sun peeks his shy face out from the clouds
He smiles his rays upon us
We watch the dark clouds roll by
Leaving us with a blue sky
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