My Thunderstorm For You

Timid rain

will trickle down, starting just a drop.

Then it came,

a clap of thunder, like an axe’s chop.

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Thunder crashing,

against the great wall of sky.

Rain bashing

against pavement, water running by.

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Torrents of rain,

splashing through clouds,

breaking on panes

of windows, or umbrellas in crowds.

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Children all laughing

out playing in galooshes and boots.

All of them having

so much fun, it’s a hoot.

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No one should hide

when the sky sheds its tears.

Everyone should abide

the cleansing shower is here.

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This is my

Thunderstorm for you.

You’re the guy

with whom I’ll make it, true-blue.

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Your hair is the sunlight;

Your eyes are the earth;

Your face makes my day bright;

Your laugh is your mirth.

It doesn’t matter where we are, or what we do. We’re best friends forever, you and I. We have something solid, built on support and love and truth, and we’re not gonna lose it so easily.

You’ve seen the sun, and are standing in a beautiful sun shower. I’m so proud of you. Words can’t even express it.

I’ll enjoy the rain, too,

as long as I’m standing with you.