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The Drizzle.


The pleasure to be in the drizzle.


The drizzle all through the day

sent a  sensation so lovely and gay

wanted to reach out  to the fray

restrained the wish in a way 

 still overwhelmed  to play 

ran out to enjoy the rays 

the rain drops fell on the face 

went past  me without a trace

 yet could feel the dainty lace 

so good was it  in the brace.

 

 

 

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By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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