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The Rain. Ah! I can tell the difference now It could be blue It can be grey –the sky. It could play you a melody Or would just be a nuisance –rhythmic thunder. It could brighten the sky, Your path perhaps Or even Make a dangerous design; blinding lights –dancing lightning. But; It will come slow, A steady shower Gracing you with a smile. It is gentle, no? --you don’t know; Mother nature is bitter at heart Her husband, he is never nice to her So, she weeps— And then it pours! They clap their hands and shine their whites. She cries her bitterness out Oh no, Here comes the rain Hear their deranged laughs. You better run.
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Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 8:25 PM UTC
The Rain!
The Rain. Ah! I can tell the difference now It could be blue It can be grey –the sky. It could play you a melody Or would just be a nuisance –rhythmic thunder. It could brighten the sky, Your path perhaps Or even Make a dangerous design; blinding lights –dancing lightning. But; It will come slow, A steady shower Gracing you with a smile. It is gentle, no? --you don’t know; Mother nature is bitter at heart Her husband, he is never nice to her So, she weeps— And then it pours! They clap their hands and shine their whites. She cries her bitterness out Oh no, Here comes the rain Hear their deranged laughs. You better run.
Ever thought that it was all ohkay to go out in the sunshine and then boom, then came the rain😪😂
#lovepoetry#passion#christ#godlover
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Poisonivey_
20/F/FCT Abuja, Nigeria
Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 8:25 PM UTC
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