Rain, by Lorena Bernhardt Subscribe to rss feed for Lorena Bernhardt

Life is a rain, soft or strong.
When gentle it is fun.
People dnce in it and we laugh.
It's refreshing.
But when it storms we take shelter.
Some find the lightning  beautiful.
Others are frightened and quickly hide.
It torments you.
Posted: 2010-06-03 04:39:14 UTC

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