The clouds are hiding the sun,
Winds blow soft but fast.
I feel the last drops of rain on my skin,
They are fat and soft, sliding across my skin.
Thunder rumbles through the air;
The warm beach air is peaceful
Waves washing near warn me of weathers unpredictability.
The sun shines out and it’s like a spot light on me
Many houses and fences are messed up, but the calm after the storm
Is a promise of the better things to come.
A rainbow shines over the ocean so beautiful it almost hurts.
The air smells like sea water and sweet flowers.
Water pools where made during the storm,
You can see some fish swimming and shells.
I grab a handful they are so shiny that they almost blind me
I drop them back in the pool. They splash and clink at the impact.
Whoosh a flower is blown by its clearing a blooming bud that would have been big
The last strike of lightning is hitting down at the peer.
Bright and strong it is a deadly beautiful sight
The dark blue and purple clouds look so out of place against the clear blue sky they’ve revealed
The sun is now high and bright shining in the sky
The perfect ending to the storm
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