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May 2016
Early in the morning,
The heavy raindrops are falling.
I can hear them knocking
On the roof while I'm sleeping.
Or maybe they are walking,
Or might be they are talking --
Trying to tell me something,
Like 'Go to sleep,
Sweet little kid.'

Early in the morning,
The heavy raindrops are falling.
And Oh, what a morning greeting!
Mariam Jayne Agonos
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Mariam Jayne Agonos  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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