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The Rain

When it rains it storms, laying in the bed is such a bore, wrapped in my covers snug and warm. Staring out the window watching the clouds form grey and dark clouds start covering the skies. The wind begins to blow the leaves all around the ground. Watching them spin around and around , leaves of fall colors , the green ones, the orange ones, yellowish green ones , and the brown ones to , all around in the air, spinning and spinning to its own tune.

           Laying down watching and listening I can hear the sound of the rain touching the ground,
                                                               Drip Drop Drip Drop Drip Drop Tap Tap Tap Tap  
                                                                         thumping off the ground Whistling in the air.

As the winds blows the rain begins to feel cold, imagining the rain touching my head, hitting my body making my clothes soaking wet. I see the Squirrels running through the leaves in the grass, back and forth up and down the trees, nature begins to take its course.
Rains pouring down from the sky, clear drops of rain falling from the sky falling in my eyes , rushing and splashing off the ground.  

 Puddles of water all over, in the grass, in the dirt, filling up potholes,  making mud puddles galore. Tap Tap Tap Drip Drop, Drip Drop, splash splash the rain is so intense. My eyes are getting heavy from the rain music melody, slowly putting me to sleep.


          The Rain

Written by Carlie_luv
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