clouds are grey
and wind is calm
trees naked to see
grass turning green
geese on eating spree
I walk along creek
following water flow
it went underground
left me wondering, where
so I sit waiting for rain
wind pick up, still same
I heard sirens wail, loud
I look around, still calm
then drizzle came, I stay
enjoying falling on my face
like million kisses from you
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