The rain falls hard,
A day of gloom.
That low down feeling
A feeling of gloom.
But all of a sudden
The rain stops.
Creatures poke their heads out
As the last rain drops.
Over the horizon
A vision of hope,
The sun shines strong.
Away float the clouds.
Nature has lifted,
It's gloomy shourds
We all enjoy
This beautfiul day.
A vision of hope
No more skies of grey.
Friday, May 23, 2008
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