the rain

  • The Rain

    The rain appeared – A demure damsel with Light and dainty steps She shuddered nervously Hesitant to Join nature’s quiet play For she was always too exuberant But the trees beckoned her The birds chirped her favorite song And soon she was Caught up In her own pattering melody She let loose her Silvery skirts… Continue reading

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