Rain Girl Poem by Alaude Solus

Rain Girl



When you sit in quiescence by the windowsill,
The sky sheds tears of joy for your beautiful face.
The wind starts to embrace you to a gentle chill
Assuring to bask you in such a serene grace.

Small rivulets appear on your clear windowpane.
The raindrops fall on delicate pitter-patters.
Each dropp tries to wash out your every sad pain
And the joy it bring from swiftly gushing waters.

The cheerful feeling of a rainy sonata
Enveloped from the ever-changing, drifting clouds.
A breathtaking scene of a colorful vista
Brought by a blanket of silver-lined velvet shrouds.

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