About the rain
I am in the dark, Of my room.
As I see the rain dance.
It is dark and cold out.
I hear some birds singing, Out back in the garden.
It is raining again, And I am alone, In the dark of my room.
It is a cold and stormy night.
Only the birds in the garden, Are singing a love song.
It is raining, And I am still awake.
Watching the rain, Come onto my window.
The sky cloudy, And dark because, It is raining again.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2017-03-28 at 04:34
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Rain by Ann Wood
It is raining again, The wind sings its song.I am in the dark, Of my room.
As I see the rain dance.
It is dark and cold out.
I hear some birds singing, Out back in the garden.
It is raining again, And I am alone, In the dark of my room.
It is a cold and stormy night.
Only the birds in the garden, Are singing a love song.
It is raining, And I am still awake.
Watching the rain, Come onto my window.
The sky cloudy, And dark because, It is raining again.
Poetry by Ann Wood
Read 1133 times
Written on 2017-03-28 at 04:34
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