Rain

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 Drip... Drip... Drop
I hope it doesn't stop!
I love to feel the rain,
It makes me happy again.

Drop... Drop... Drip
Outside I skip,
Jumping and making a splash,
As thunder makes a crash!

Drop... Drip... Drop
The rain drums the rooftop.
Outside in the rain I play,
And then back in for a warm, cozy day.

Drip... Drop... Drip
Down my face it does slip.
A path of cool wetness it does trace,
As I feel peace in this moment and space.

HCB

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