Rain.. Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Rain..



Something which is thought
opens, once a day in her hand!
But I of the 'Sun' when it clears up sing with pain:
When the rain falls, you try, it is not,
you can make snow be 'O' so flurried!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: snow
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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