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As the wind starts to blow
The trees begin to dance
As if its music to their ears
They are lost in your trance
The rain begins to fall
Quietly to the ground
Whispering sweet promises
With their peaceful sound
The lightening flashes by
With not a moment to spare
Its like a danger warning
In just one quick flare
Soon to follow is thunder
the storms angry voice
Powerfully catching attention
Of those who haven't a choice
The wind has picked up now
The trees no longer sway
They seem afraid of the storm
As if they were trying to get away
the rain no longer whispers
But smacks all in its path
The lightening flashes wildly
To warn of the storms wrath
As soon as it seems
Like it will never let up
The wind begins to whisper
The rain stops abrupt
The trees begin to dance
As they've done in the past
Happy the storm is over
Happy and dancing again at last