Rain

Heavy water pours outside
Floods the garden to its most;
The sky is gray and white
Like colors of a ghost.

Each drop from the sky
Falls with a soft little bloop,
A perfect cold day to settle down next to the fire
And eat some hardy soup.

As the time passes by
Each little drop comes down
Hitting each leaf in its way
On its journey to the ground.

When the water stops pouring
Everything is quiet;
The rain starts up again
Starting its great big riot.

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