The noon was noisy with the storm outside, 

The wind went wild, whirling whimsically,

Stirring down in a sudden like a strike, 

As we watched from the window, wordlessly. 

Now the sun is setting gracefully, 

Leaving the day behind peacefully.

Even though the whirl had swirled the day unrestfully,  

May we choose to end it gratefully.  
 

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