| Rain |
| Can you smell that sweet aroma filling the air as the sky grows dark look at the moon like the stranded candle fighting to stay lit and guide the way with a blink of an eye all is calm... the winds hum as gently as a kittens purr can you fell the sweet, gentle water running down your face it's the nice spring shower mother nature caring for her own she brings up new life with the calming waters yet this sweet thing so pure and calm is also very harsh and mean it can break things crash! snap! Bang! its is god's will whether it is to be welcoming like a sweet smile or deadly like a war sweet, calm, renewing or sour, harsh, undoing |