Challenge
Rains
Do you like the pitter patter or does it bother you? If you were able to talk to Rain, how would you do that? Do you like it hard or soft? Write a poem or a prose piece..
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Rains
Early morning,
to cleanse the earth and desolate my heart,
the rain showers down wildly,
upon the fleeing birds on trees,
also upon the running human seas,
& upon the sad me.
I wait and wait,
they leisurely continue to dampen,
all the roads and houses and my hopes.
I’m already unpunctual,
looks like they purposely want me late for school.
They halt at last,
I see many small curvy rainbows form,
as I blankly stare at the orange sun,
through my wet eyelashes,
I will be half hour late,
if I am to arrive at school now,
which is not going to happen.
My friend calls and tells me that
School is canceled for the day.
I wish for the rain to fall everyday...
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