Now I see why people say 'The sky is crying', when it rains
The rain is soothing, the noise is calming
So why does it feel like there are a million thoughts running through my mind?
What will it take, how will I enjoy...
Maybe with a bite of chocolate
An aid of my black umbrella
My red skirt, fluttering ever so lightly
The cool breeze tangling my hair into knots
My eyes watering as the wind hits them...
It's almost a feeling of nostalgia..... something I've somehow missed.
The sweet chirping of birds
Rustling of the leaves
Breaking of the branches.....
The heavy rain dampens
I can only see the swaying branches
Can only detect it's presence by watching the ground....or looking at the green.
A little rain is good....a lot of rain is fun.
Jumping in mud puddles....perhaps slipping into one?
Boom! Now the sky roars!! For I have seen the calm...the calm before the storm
Like a festive firecracker....the clouds shatter into a million pieces in an instant, the light is blinding and the aftermath.... deafening...!
Children become afraid....but only the mad stare at it with utmost awe. Only the mad smile at the wrath of God! .
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