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MY RENDEZVOUS WITH RAIN IS A DIFFERENT TALE
IT GOES LIKE THIS AS I TELL,
CLOUDS STARTED TO GATHER AS THE LIGHTS WANED
IT WAS THE EVENING WHEN THE RAIN
I NEVER SAW FELL ON THE RAVINE BY
MY HOUSE.
THE BIRDS ON THE TREE WERE THERE
AND THE SKY WAS EMPTY WITH NOTHING
BUT THE CLOUDS.
LIFE GOT FAINED
AS IT RAINED AROUND.
I WAS IN DELIGHT WATCHING THE RAIN
AS IT WAS WASHING MY  PAIN.
THUNDER ROARED SCATTERING THE SKY
SOUNDING LIKE THE SKY CRYING HIGH.
AS THE RAIN DRIZZLED BY
THE NIGHTJAYS STARTED TO COME BY
IT GAVE ME A NEW LOVE A NEW TREND
THANK YOU RAIN MY NEW FRIEND.
my first poem on rain

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