Rainy Day

May 15, 2012
By Anonymous

Drip, Drip, Drop
Falling down in scattered lines
While the sun hides its shine
It cleans the dirty streets
Fills the empty creeks
Making a melody on my roof
Suddenly sounding ominous and aloof
Thunder claps
The calming wind stalls
As the last drop falls
Drip, Drip, Drop

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