Though Night was Dark

Wind shifts, rain falls
Storm comes, night calls

Rainbow disappears in grey
Daytime slowly drifts away

Clouds block starlight
Thunder brings fright

Lightning brightens up night sky
Sticks and branches start to fly

Day comes, storm lifts
Wind dies, clouds drift

Fresh rain smell saturates air
Though night was dark, day is fair

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