Waiting for the rain
I stand for hours at the gate
To dance in the puddles
To hold the rain drops and get wet
Waiting for the rain
I run to an empty place
And watch the clouds in the sky
As the cool rain drops beat my face
Waiting for the rain
I sit on the bed of grass
To hold a rain drop in my hand
And look it shining as a bead of glass
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Waiting for the rain I run to an empty place And watch the clouds in the sky As the cool rain drops beat my face----Beautiful ! !