Grey skies above, a gentle rain, A gloomy day, but so serene. Nature's tears fall from the sky, Cleansing the earth, a lullaby. The pitter-patter on the roof, A soothing sound, a tranquil proof. The world outside, a misty veil, A peaceful haven, a grayish pale. The flowers bow, the trees sway, Nature's symphony, on display. The world is fresh, the air is clean, On a gloomy day, a beauty unseen. So let us appreciate this day, Grey and gloomy, in its own way. For in the darkness, light is born, And beauty blossoms, in the storm. Free B-Roll provided by
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