A/N: Fast forward 7 yrs later to a 14 yr old. (I'm not 14 yrs old rn btw!)
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Another rainy day.
Not night, nor the time to play.
Rather an evening so dull and pale,
With dripping water and hail.
Tip- Tip- Tip; the sound of the rain,
Gives the surroundings a bain.
Happiness present in the leafs,
But in humans boredom weaves.
In the rain we relish hot food.
Simply so good.
People walking around with an umbrella in hand.
Splish- Splash, The sound of their feet on the wet land.
Everywhere there are puddles.
Chasing the warmth, young and old share cuddles.
Water, water everywhere; filled to the brim even in the sink,
But not a drop to drink.
The water being brown,
Gives the road a frown.
No wonder it wants it back,
The clouds acquired black.
But in the trees greenery prevails,
Not hidden by any veils.
And the sky is a misty grey.
Sigh, Another rainy day.
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