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The Rain Triolet

The Rain

Outside I watch the rain . It falls,
in pitter-patter drops .They splash
and splash and wet the ground and  walls .
Outside I watch the rain. It falls .
like dreams; awaken sweet recalls
of past events ; the dreams , the gash .
Outside I watch the rain.  It falls
in pitter-patter drops .They splash !

The lightning glares,  the thunders roll;!
Oh ! what a splash ! Oh! what a pour!
They make a din, they make a toll .
The lightning glares, the thunders roll .
We cannot go out for a stroll .
We stay inside and close our door .
The lightning glares, the thunders roll
Oh ! what a splash ! Oh! what a pour!

The   birds fly home, the flowers drop
and fauna , flora , drink away !
The sky is grey and droop the crops ;
The birds fly home, the flowers drop .
We hope the rain will wane and stop
and sun comes out  to rule the day .
The birds fly home, the flowers drop
and fauna, flora drink away !

Aggie

 
Don't LET GO , SIMPLE JOY,TRUTH,  or GIFTS from GOD !
 
 
The clean air that sustains human's and living creatures'  lives.
 
 
The sunlight that emits heat ... You can be someone's sunlight !
 
 
An open road that leads to hope , life and love.
 
 
The windows to our inner self . To know oneself !
 
 
The smile on the face of a child after the tear drops.
 
 
The beauty of independence .
 
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The beauty of languages ;  to praise and to pray to God.
 
 
To be exposed to sweet music, good poetry and inspirations.
 
 
To know the existence of God and to spread it.
 
 
To spread the truth , not to obstrude it.
 
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To walk with one arm on the shoulder of a friend ;  another
on a friend's neck.
 
 
To sigh with satisfaction at a piece of work well-done.
 
 
To feed the hungry,  clothe  the naked , console the down-trodden.
 
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By day to work and play , by night to sleep sound sleep of peace.
 
 
To share a  treasure with your friends, neighbours and the world
 
 
To hear the birds sing , the brooks bubble along.
 
 
To clear old junks around the house ; to browse through them in reverie.
 
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To take a sentimental journey to your place of birth or  read your
virgin piece of art .
 
 
Not to multiply facts but to simplify them so the less knowledgable class
have assess to them.
 
 
Be thou not  snobbish nor showy by actions , words or deeds.
 
 
To find delight in watching children at play.
 
 
To be healthy , happy and earning a living.
 
 
To splash in the water of freedom and bathe  in the tides of love.
 
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Agatha Lai 24.10.03