Temperature

for the word contest: my word is temperature today, it rained little sprinkles like drops of a single tear but the sounds of thunder sent shockwaves thru my ear ...I sat alone, in the kitchen, peering out the window as I ate this may be a storm coming, I'm just guessing, I rate a pitter and a patter I just sat there as if the noise didn't matter drinking my tea and eating my meat enduring the rumble, like it was music, some form of art the thunder roared... I hate this part the rain got heavy, mature then came all the lightning and rapture I can't stand days like this...but nonetheless, it's nature, it's pure the bright side is...when it clears up, it'll bring a nice temperature