The rain thunders down about me like a waterfall.
It rushes, streaming down the windows,
Cleaning away the dirt and grime.
The trees bow to the ground under the extra weight,
The wind howls around the house, making a sound like ghosts
While it whistles among the trees.
The thunder booms like kettle drums on Mars,
The lightning makes a jagged picture in the sky.
The house shivers, but stands its ground.
I stay inside under a blanket sipping a warm drink
While I watch the rain clean the earth.
Finally it is finished.
The trees shake off the last of the water as the sun warms their toes.
The sun makes a rainbow in the sky and there is new life.
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