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About This Poem
Symphony Storm
A storm begins the performance
Ominous clouds
Prepare the stage
Lighting streaks the sky
Setting the ambiance
Each small drop
Begins a new note
Wind blows the trees
Like strings in an orchestra
Frogs voice
A choir to the show
Thunder clashing
As the background percussion
As the sun breaks
The tempo slows
With clearing skies
The performers take their bows
And nature's awe-struck audience
Will return again
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