Pitter patter on the rooftops,
a rhythm to be found.
A beat to cherish in all our hearts,
such a beautiful sound.
Something more than a storm,
a unique piece of art.
That can’t be seen with the eyes,
but only with the heart.
A melody conducted by,
Mother Earth alone.
To show us silly humans,
that we should be grateful for our home.
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