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As I lie awake listening to the rain and wind Playing music on my roof, the melody is as Enchanting as a siren song. I imagine the sky is blue. The trees are dancing And waving their leaves while the rain-maker cheers them on with lightning and thunder. In the rainy season, my roof and the road to my House will have a shower: they will look as clean As the cloud that wanders aimlessly on a sunny day. I can smell the season in the air as the rains pours Down; what a delightful smell. It fills my heart with Joy like the sea is filled with water. I too must join the trees in their rain dance, for This season is the season of life and wildflowers.
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 10:48 PM UTC
Rainy season
As I lie awake listening to the rain and wind Playing music on my roof, the melody is as Enchanting as a siren song. I imagine the sky is blue. The trees are dancing And waving their leaves while the rain-maker cheers them on with lightning and thunder. In the rainy season, my roof and the road to my House will have a shower: they will look as clean As the cloud that wanders aimlessly on a sunny day. I can smell the season in the air as the rains pours Down; what a delightful smell. It fills my heart with Joy like the sea is filled with water. I too must join the trees in their rain dance, for This season is the season of life and wildflowers.
This poem is about the raining season which bring earth alive whenever it start.
a-b-faniki
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39/M/Jimeta
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 10:48 PM UTC
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