IT IS RAINING AGAIN BY ANN WOOD

Rain, it's raining outside again.
The sky is filled with black clouds.
The air is filled with the scent of wet grass.
Outside it's raining, raining, but I'm sitting in front of the TV watching my favorite show.
I love it when it rains, and watching the raindrops roll down the glass of my window.



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Written on 2026-05-18 at 23:25

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Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
BY MYSELF, I LIVING ALONE
2026-05-19


melanie sue The PoetBay support member heart!
I do love the gentle rains, too.
Glad to know you are safe and sheltered and in the company of kind people, I hope.
2026-05-19