Categories thoughts Rain And Shine A rhyming poem Post author By meenas17 Post date November 16, 2013 No Comments on Rain And Shine With the rain and shine coming as though in nine rowed up in a straight line looking very closely fine he called me to grand dine gave me a glass of delicious wine tole me it was mine asked me not to cry and pine ended up greatly in a zine Share this:RedditTwitterFacebookEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Tags dine, Poem, shine, wine By meenas17 A lover of classical Carnatic music. An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood View Archive → ← The Extravaganza → The Heaven Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.