It still rains outside.
Rain? I don't see the rain? It feels like it is raining but it is not.
I remember those days that rain will not stop for days and days. It brings up a lot of childhood memories.
I remember playing in the rain at my aunt's house. I was excited because she lives in Florida, and it doesn't rain that often there. I would dance around and sing songs. I love paying in the rain!
Until the day that the rain stopped. And alas, all of the puddles I grew to love evaporated in the approach of the sun. Away scattered the gray clouds that accompaned my day and left the sky empty and blue, which is exactly how I feel, until the rain comes agian for another day.
Rain? I don't see the rain? It feels like it is raining but it is not.
I remember those days that rain will not stop for days and days. It brings up a lot of childhood memories.
I remember playing in the rain at my aunt's house. I was excited because she lives in Florida, and it doesn't rain that often there. I would dance around and sing songs. I love paying in the rain!
Until the day that the rain stopped. And alas, all of the puddles I grew to love evaporated in the approach of the sun. Away scattered the gray clouds that accompaned my day and left the sky empty and blue, which is exactly how I feel, until the rain comes agian for another day.