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 © | Year Posted 2010

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