Nothing is as pure as a rainy day
because with each trickling drop
it sustains our lives for another season
Life will end when the water decides
to not fall from the sky again
Me too Cokbod! We're never happy unless it's raining, especially in Britain! lol Tai, glad of the Italian in her! rofl
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Rain not only sustains physical life, it also soothes the musical soul. Thank you for sharing. Kind regards, Sandra