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Anita K. Rainy DayA thick blanket of clouds Shrouds the earth in darkness. Cars speed by me, Splattering mud on my clothes. It’s raining. The rain pelts down, icy cold, Numbing my face. Raindrops trickle through The collar of my jacket. It’s raining. How long have I stood here, Waiting? People rush by me, Unaware of anything but themselves. A shadow moves to my side. I look up to see A girl Older than me. She spoke: Hello, poor child. You’re chilled to the bones. You look so sorrowful Standing alone in the rain. Are you waiting for someone? Poor child, Let me wait with you. Let’s stand together Under my umbrella, And let us wait here, until you go. It’s raining, But it’s not cold anymore. |
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