Weather Forecast
storm clouds roll in
doesn't matter that it's 80 degrees
the lightening thrashes in deep purple sky
thunder sounds like a pack of peterbuilts
the wind whips in all directions as
rain begins to fall
cooling down to 68
it fills empty spots in ground
giving life back
all night rain pours
filling gauge
morning comes and all is done
blue skies filled with white clouds
as if nothing ever happened
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