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Gentle rains falling with ease are welcome today
The wind stops then turns around the old weathervane. Lightning flashes; thunder crashes, rolling away Gather in these sounds when listening to the rain. "The Rainy Day" by Longfellow stirs the spirit Poems read by candlelight, the power knocked out. One must take a moment and just relax a bit Liquid tickles the rain gauge, an inch ends the drought. Do not become depressed if dark, dreary, and cold The sun still shines above the clouds- so don't complain. Hence it's time to shake off old drops before we fold Pleasure in the sounds while listening to the rain. Thick steaks grilling and sizzling over hot charcoal Glancing reverberations from puddles splashing. Both sound the same at times, a wondrous measured toll Bright lightning and loud thunder just keep on crashing. The power back on now, more storms are on the way To find comfort in dark clouds questions if I'm sane? I can't expect the same of you, just this to say Soak up those noises heard, listening to the rain.
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