Rainy Day
The sky is gloomy, and the lightning strikes. The thunder crashes, with such a fright.
It's dark and rainy, cold and grey. And the breeze is blowing from every which way.
The hours go by and the storm carries on, I wonder how long before it's all gone.
But the summer is here, and days linger by, a day like this can only heave a sigh.
For its the only way to get some more rest, some of these days are just for the best.
Paul Walmsley
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