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Southern Rain
CJ ( / Indiana)

Southern Rain

Poem By Christina Jayne

Cool wet drops fall from over head,
one by one they land,
Polka dotting sand and road,
tapping like a percussion band.
Very softly at first,
almost like a whisper,
With a gentle crescendo,
consumes the listener.

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