Rain - Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Rain -



The rain clouds are forming.
She comes again.
Seeds come awake.
From the living dead.
From their deep sleep.
She turns up her face.
She loves the rain.
She comes again.
She like me, loves the rain.

Monday, June 17, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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