As I look out my window
At the busy main street
The trees wave in the wind
While their leaves fall at peoples feet.
The people who walk by are laughing
Or perhaps sad
Looking into the sun
It's shinning brushes away what is bad.
Now storm clouds fill the sky
Crowding out the sun
The children look on in dismay
And then begin to run.
The lightning flashes
As rain pelts down
It begins to get violent
With the trees thrashing around.
Eventually everything calms down
The rain, now a mild shower
The clouds begin to roll out
With the start of the next hour.
The children come out once more
Splashing in the puddles with delight
And I have observed all this through my window
In my own special light.
Inspired by looking through a window.
All right, that's kinda corny, especially the "special light" part, but ye all will just have to live with it, alrighty?
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