Dark clouds push forth, leaving the horizon behind,
A Storm heading North, A Southern Departure of kind.
Humans find shelter, scurrying through streets,
Observing them scatter, Water saturating feet.
Still as i stand, i look up to the sky,
opening my hands, my face casts a smile.
For i understand life, through happiness and pain,
You cant have flowers, without a little rain!
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Although I don’t like to be in rain, it’s very satisfying to watch from inside. Nice write
Thanks Brycycle
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