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Playing In The Rain

There was a boy
Who loved to play in the rain
Smiling at the sky with mouth wide open
Savoring drops of cool water
Pouring down from heaven

The boy ran around
Arms stretched wide like an eagle 
Soaring through the winds
Clothes drenched, soaked through to skin
Mirthless laughter coming from within

Then the boy becomes a man
He no longer knew the rain
Once of play now of pain
Walking around with head bent low
Not freedom not even hope of a rainbow

The man got wiser
His heart remembered love
Then rain came down 
Washed his eyes now he can see
Playing in the rain has set him free


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photo credits: neonbrand


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