Grade
7
Wet droplets that fall on my face
Falling at a rather rapid pace
Soaking me from head to toe
Run as fast as we can go
Jump in puddles, make a splash
Thunders rolling, start to dash
Rain is pouring, lightning strikes
I run for cover from darkness, yikes!
Storm slows down and I look outside
To see color in the sky
The after beauty of storm
Is completely not like the norm
We take in air as we see
How truly blissful a storm can be
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