Rain, rain, go away.
Come again another day.
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We are taught to wish it away.
What if we like it?
The flowers always look a little brighter.
The water is a little cleaner
My smile is a little wider.
A little rain doesn't hurt.
Why does it need to leave?
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Why do they always leave?
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Masks
PoetryMasks have different layers, just like people. Masks and shields are often the same thing. You don't always want to know what's behind some one else's mask.
