In The Rain - Poem by Elius Rubby
In the Rain
Never go to rain fever will come.
Who care playing in the rain, Mom.
Rain rain all day long
How Singing rainy song.
Childhood gone I have become Mom.
Go to rain go to rain dear son
Nobody goes rainy day gone.
My childhood never comes back
It's raining but generation gap.
We writing rainy song
But rainy day gone.
Child in home painting rain on papers
If I were u I may enjoy rain in papers
How Wonder! how wonder!
Rainy day being going over.
In praise of rain poems writing
It's like in injury salt throwing.
Rain rain every where come
No enjoy no pleasure come
I want to go to rain but can't
We what want that may not come
Generation comes generation gone
My childhood Rain never come.
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