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The Weather
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*~ My Life, My Poems ~* January 27, 2004
Outside rain is pouring down
Leaving a calming sound
Grass is wet
The sun still hidden yet
Chilly wind blowing
I wish it were snowing
Puddles all over the place
Some people with such depressing face
Thinking that drops of rain
Indulges in nothing but pain
When all it really means
Isn’t what it seems
