Beautiful RainA Poem by ConfidentialBeautiful rain, always making my day. Where is it you go? I wish that you'd stay! Whenever your here, most folks stay indoors. I prefer rain-soaked earth to hardwood floors. It's raining, pouring, but inside's boring! It's inside I find myself abhorring . Sunny skies can be nice, but the rain lets us know: Sunlight's not the only thing that helps make things grow. Have we all forgotten? Every so often, A rain on high tensions sometimes makes them soften. There was a time, long before this generation Men would spend countless hours, in pure dedication, Appealing to their gods for precipitation. To some they were worthy of great admiration, Their dancing the subject of much conversation, Points of pride! -Not to hide from confabulation. Be it cool morning showers ,or big downpours after hours, 'Tis a gift welcomed warmly by weak, and wilting flowers. Where is it you go to, beautiful rain? God knows I can't wait to see you again Beautiful rain © 2010 ConfidentialAuthor's Note
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