I Love the Rain

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I love the rain.

I love the soft pitter patter on the palm leaves outside my window.

I love the loud booming of the tunder that comes with the rain. 

I love how both those sound mix together and make the most harmonizing sound in the world.

I love the rain.

I love how those big dropplets land on my body, down my arms, across my face, raceing down my legs and landing on the floor with a 'plop'.

I love how the rain slowly sinks into my hair.

I love that you can cry in the rain and no one will know at just by looking at you.

I love the rain.

I love falling asleep to it raining outside.

I love the way it sounds as it lands on all the fruit trees in my yard, mango, coconut, almond, bannana, cerry, and plantain.

I love the tiny drops of rain on my bright red flowers, slowly filling up the inside, for a well needed drink.

I love the rain.

I love to dance in the rain.

I love to hike up a mountain trail in the rain, the thick leaves above me practically singing along to it.

I love how most people scatter when it rains, and I can have it all to myself.

I love the rain.

I love standing on my roof with my head turned up, drinking all that I can of the rain.

I love how it suddenly calms me.

I love how I get to cuddle with you because its cold.

I love the rain.

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