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Listening to the Rain at 11:57

November 4, 2009
By Elizabeth-Rose BRONZE, Green Bay, Wisconsin
Elizabeth-Rose BRONZE, Green Bay, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
I'm awkward like a baby giraffe.


The rain falls from high above in a swollen cloud,
and drop and twirls to a sudden plop on the earth.

It mumbles and speaks: [listen, listen carefully]
a language all its own,
I could sit all day long, and simply listen to it talk

and mingle and seep into the ground.

The author's comments:
It was pouring while I was blindly chatting on Facebook. The rain swooshed from my swollen gutters and pitter-pattered on my roof. It was beautiful.

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