When the Storm Blows
The best weather
After a cold, dehydrated winter spring was declared
It made its entrance with torrential rain and thunder,
And so the bad weather has continues
In a way, it is not bad weather the land was parched
And the water level in dams dangerously low
For us people of the land, we know it is unpleasant but we
Also, know without rain the summer sun would burn
Everything to cinders, which would give temporary happiness
For the tourists but leave the country in ruin
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2018
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