What I Look Foward To.**

The winds are blowing north to south, over the river, out and about.
Over the border their calling for rain, the thunder and lightning will sound like an angry train.
The rainbows that always seem to shine, will lead us to the gold we have always wanted to find.
The puddles they splash as children run through.
A gorgeous blue sky what a magnificent view.
As for the creeks, they run with a sprinkle of sun, as look into it, its crystal clear as if im looking into a mirror.
It our earth, our sun, our moon, our stars, our planet.
Pray to god, we will never abandon.