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Nature, Rain

Dear Mr. Rain

© Francheska Hache

I dedicate this poem to the college that I attend "Green Mountain College" in VT. We depend on the rain so much and as much as much as we depend on it, we get tiered of having wet days.

Dear Mr. Rain
You always Visit when you are not wanted.
Why do you keep coming back?
It is as if you want to be my friend but you hurt instead of help.
Your are delicate and yet sharp.
You are silent thunder.
You are the producer of what is around.
You are Mr. Rain.
Oh, Mr. Rain as cold as you are, you make the warm blood in my body rush to ,my brain.
The sight of you from my foggy window is as clear as can be.
The point of view is incredible.
Have you ever seen me staring at you?
You are my friend, Mr. Rain.

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