When I was young I would look out into the distant field and saw what looked like rain.
Every time it rained I would listen to it. The rain spoke to me and I liked it. Sometimes it would sing to me and it would make me happy.
After school I would walk home if it was raining that's how much I love the rain.
The more I was in the rain the more I fell in love with it.
I would go out in the rain and I would dance.
Now I'm seventeen and in high school. I still love the rain and listen to it.
People sometimes find me standing at the park in the rain. I love to rain and It loves me.
- Title: Rain
- Artist: Melina Nightmoon
- Description: This is a little thing about myself but The girl telling this poem is named Yumi Roseblossom Night.
- Date: 09/11/2011
- Tags: rain
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