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| Rain | |
| By B.D. | ||||
| 11 November 2006 | ||||
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Well, it was a rainy day and I was bored...I'd like to think that 'rain' has many meanings in this poem... but maybe I'm wrong sunshine that once came through the curtains suddenly faded to a shadow I look outside and see the trees swinging wildly with strong winds the sky has darkened, clouds marched in only minutes later do I hear pounding I thought that this was just going to be a very cloudy day, nothing more rain abuses the pavement that which waters the earth also has the power to destroy it the rain and wind weaken you think it's over it strengthens again thunder joins up with the screeching wind all that is needed is lightening to provide us with very fine entertainment and it's as if lightening knows because he never comes and it continues and continues and continues nobody cares rain has come many times before and it will come many times again
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