The Rain - Poem by richy kar
'its raining! its raining'my mother cried inside.
i in excitement became glad and went outside.
i stood near the gate and smelled at a gaze,
and; it was at that time when the birds were at a race.
i felt the cool breeze of rain, the soothing fall of rain
i in excitment became happy and gay.
the clouds came hovering like kangaroos in the sky
and, made the streets of australia wet and dry
i watched the sky, the streets and trees, spires and towers
and, i in excitement went inside.
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