LDS (April 25,1986 / Grant Hospital Columbus, Ohio)

Rainy Days

When it rains it is wet and cold outside.
You can hear the rain drops as they fall from the sky above.
Rain seems to fall like tear drops.
Tear drops coming from my eyes.
I heard that when it rains Angels are cring up in Heaven.
I hate the rain.

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