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When the sun shines,
I see it smiling at my face.
I feel okay.
I hear it speaking,
Loud and clear,
With it's loving words just for me.

When the wind blows,
I see it crying with pain.
I feel depressed.
I hear it sobbing,
Whispering so soft,
With it's sad words to explain how I feel.

When the clouds come,
I see it shushing me.
I feel safe.
I hear it warm words,
That comforts me when I am cold.

When the rain comes,
I see it washing away my tears.
I feel relaxed.
I hear it speaking to me,
Like a friend I meet on rare occaisions.

When the rain comes,
I shall always be there,
Smiling just for you.