RAIN

I love the the song of rain
I love the colour of rain
I listen to its music all night
I love to dance with the
Drops like a little grass

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anuradha said…
I remembered the lines of Charlechaplin when I read your lines.
"I love walking in rain, no one can see me crying"

Isn't intresting.

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December 19, 2006 at 4:08:00 AM PST
Robin - Erithacus rubecula said…
very beautiful Thulasi
Keep blogging so we can read more of your work

Robyne
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December 19, 2006 at 6:56:00 AM PST
Lloyd Irving Bradbury said…
i dream of my peaceful garden of long ago
i now live in a cave in chicago
where my prsent garden is steel and concreat
all monuments to man
i crave the beuty of natures rose and natures gental rain.
i yearn for natures monuments
February 2, 2007 at 6:10:00 PM PST
Roxy said…
Very nice words my friend...Your are very expressive...Keep writing.... ROXY
http://rockdweller.blogspot.com/
February 13, 2007 at 10:51:00 AM PST
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