The sky turns grey
Such a beautiful day
The clouds begins to speak
As rain kisses my cheek
It falls slowly at first
It quenches Earths thirst
Down the window it falls
The magic of it calls
I see a wall of rain
It eases every pain
It smells wet and sweet
To my skin it is a treat















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