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Mar 2014
Rain descends on a stormy day,
water droplets trap a sun's ray
like small prisms catching the light
colorful rainbows occur as they might.
raindrops that are rapping
beating, dripping, tapping
as loud as the percussion of a band
tap to the rhythm with a hand.
stronger the tenacious storm grows,
lightning strikes as the dark sky glows.
It will be over very soon,
The night sky will appear with a silver crescent moon.
Michelle
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Michelle
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