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How kind the rain
to tiptoe
down
my window pane
As I lay down to
sleep.
How kind the breeze
to whisper
past
the autumn leaves
my eyes in slumber
deep.
How kind the sun
to cast a
ray
golden, tender
making way
for a glorious, glorious
sunny day.
Hi Preeti, '
''How kind the rain
to tiptoe
down
my window pane...''
''How kind the breeze
to whisper
past...'' this is sweet.
Tommy
Hi Preeti
I like this poem. the way each verse starts with 'How kind' , particularly how kind the rain.
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Preeti Sinha
Wed 17th Sep 2014 07:35
Thanks Martin and Tommy :)
So "kind" of you to read and comment!
It made my day.
Preeti