Rain
Softly the rain drops fall
Delaying the wetting game
Tricked I may be
Oh that’s a shame
Beautiful I say it is
And I praise the mighty rain
Oh I brought no umbrella with me
And I am the one to blame
But its rain and rains
Relentlessly
Until I’m fully flooded
Comes it does for me
Until I’m clod blooded??
Copyright © Anuj Ghimire | Year Posted 2010
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