Rain
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Anna Abraham, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2018
None follow the same steps as the other,
Falls like a drop of hope.
Falling to create joy,
Containing a message like an envelope.
Like a shower of gifts,
Each unfolds itself.
Dominates over a miserable time,
To see the delight in oneself.
Has a sense of peace,
It gives comfort in your mind.
The sound of harmony,
Not a single thought to drop behind.
Has a light touch,
and a light feel.
With a transparent look,
As smooth as steel.