Wait until the storm passes by
Before you go out today.
With the darkness in those clouds above.
I see it's going to be a very stormy rainy day.
May even kick up some heavy winds
And blow everything far away.
But that is what a storm was meant to do
To wash all of earths dirt and cares away.
It cleanse the air we breathe into our lungs
It freshens the smell we smell.
It cools down the air around
And gives drink to quench thirsts driest of cares.
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