When blackbird sing in Summer of the year
You always know that thunder rain is near
For Summer it is not his time for song
And weatherwise he never gets it wrong
Sensitive to his surroundings one might say
He sings in the bright sunshine of mid-day
Of weather change he somehow seems to know
Of Nature's ways my wonder only grow
Though we learn new things from her every day
Her secrets from us she does hide away
There's more to her more than the eyes can see
The World's only super power to me
In Summer sunshine when the blackbird sing
That rain is near almost a certain thing.
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