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Every time I see a storm flying across the Texas sky.
I think of you.
I remember you used to sit outside on the porch.
and watch the rain patter against the road.
You once said to me that god made the most amazing things.
And as i stare at you I believe it.
I miss you mother and Every time i see a drop of rain hit the road.
i think of you.
So all i can say is Mom i hope they have rain in heaven.