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Apr 2017
Rain drops fall so lightly that you can almost count each drop.
As they fall they form a puddle all gathering in one place.
The little ducks they came to play as they stand in the rain.
The rain it falls now harder that even the trees bend to try to get away.
The sound of a larger tap on the windows as they drop from the sky.
The sound of thunder in the far away land lets us know that a storm
May come soon.
Harder and harder the rainfall. Now the sound is like a drum.
Making music for the birds as they sat to bathe in the drops.
The water from the drops now from a little brook as the duck try to float
I look to see how highs the water but I doesn't need a boat yet.
So let it rain and fall so just maybe by the end of the day it will be snowing.
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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