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The Rain

I like it when the rain falls,

It fills the unfeeling silence,

With a soft ethereal sound,

Like a nightingale in the morning,

A winters morning,

When the sun is out of sight,

And the air holds a chill,

A crisp chill like ice cream,

On a hot summer evening,

When the sun is low in the sky,

And the rainbows have gone,

But the rain begins to fall,

I like it when the rain falls,

It fills the silence with hope.

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Mitzi1776
Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik
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PG
Posted
4 Jun, 2019
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82
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