Weather or whether eithor or is better

Another day to pine away
Swayed by clouds and promise
Of showers of gods powers
Thunderous clouds loom in
to blott out the sun
The fortunate end of a week long run
The sun peeked out just to bring hope
At the end of our noose tied rope
Without reason apparently washington
Is the season for rain crime drugs scuicide
But inbetween these times my friends
A magestic view i could nt even paint you
So as i breathe the fresh air the evergreens provide
As pajamas i doan to warmly hide
From the storm that looms outside
So whether you do or dont the weather
Does what it likes