Rain
You come down so heavy on me
It makes it so hard to even see
You tickle my nose, and wet my clothes
and leave me with no place to go!
The sweet way you taste..
is it neccessary to wet my face?
You make me laugh and smile..
I think I'll stand here awhile.
Copyright © Heather Fleming | Year Posted 2006
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