Everything was dry.
The rain falls from the sky.
It disappears as it hits the ground.
As it rains, you hear a dripping sound.
Rain drops are on the windows glass.
Many rain drops make a puddle.
Rain is a shower from the sky.
Everything is wet but it will get dry.
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Author:
Sarah Jackson Bennett (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 3rd, 2017 08:55
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Nice poem Sarah, and we do need the rain.
Good write, the rain is always cleabpnsing.
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