The undying sun can be harsh

and if left unchecked,

it will injure any marsh

with a Horrendous effect

 

A hurricane can devistate and destroy

all that stand in its path

Throwing buildings as if they were toys

in its own childish wrath

 

Even in a severe storm

Clouds are simply watering the earth

No matter what shape or form

They bring rebirth

 

When the storm subsides

and the clouds dissipate

The sun arrives

to warm those who wait

 

The sun is cruel,

the storms are rough,

life is a school

so being alone is tough

 

Reach out with haste

because noone wants to be alone,

it would be such a waste

to lose a friend if you don't

 

So together through hardships you'll walk,

to find a place of rest

in which you can talk

until the weather is best