Over Hills Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

Over Hills



The rain the rain is pouring-
Over hills the rain is pouring-
I look- I'm demolished.

The sun the sun is shining-
Over water sun is shining-
I look up, I'm not noticed.

There was a gust of wind this yesterday,
And the rainbow was hiding somewhere,
But I could not see the latter,
Biding, sleepingly.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: rain,rainbow,sun
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