When they come we run,
When its cold we hide.
Rain has its magic;
It makes us warm and intimate.
In this lifetime most stories are heard under the rain...
It is when people start to stop, sit, and tell...
Rain has its magic,
I found it! How about you?
When its cold we hide.
Rain has its magic;
It makes us warm and intimate.
In this lifetime most stories are heard under the rain...
It is when people start to stop, sit, and tell...
Rain has its magic,
I found it! How about you?
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ReplyDeleteIndeed!!! 'coz I've found the "Magic in the Rain" too! ;) - Nice poem by the way! I'm one of your big fans now. hahah!
ReplyDeletethis is kinda deep man! ;) Love it!
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