English Poem Rain   by: Archana Sailesh   
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As I sat on my bed,
On looking the window.

Huge grey clouds began to form,
Thunder and lightning made their way,
And it started to rain,
Pitter- patter, pitter - patter,
The rain drops fell on to my window panes,
The birds began to chirp,
Delighted that the rain had come,
And the people started dancing on the streets,
Merry and gay, tasting the sweet water droplets,
That fell from the sky above.
All were happy that the rain had come at last!

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