Thunder cracks,
Thuder rolls,
But for whom the bell tolls,
Lightning strikes,
Lightning bright,
Whom can see the nights,
Rain falls,
Rain renews,
Whom plays when it falls,
Sun shines,
Sun warms,
Who feels the rays unborn,
Dirt is dirt,
Dirt grows,
Young and old can feel as one,
To play and run in the rain,
Is wonderous to any a soul.