Rain Poem by Halina Nettelfield
Rain
Walking in the rain
Clenses us of what pretend to be
Those who run are bearly sprinkled,
Pretenders who won’t show there true selves
Those who walk are washed clean
All that is unclear and untrue
Is washed away
From Our Skin
Our Hair
Our Heart
Our Soul
Until we are ourselves in the purist form
coolies i like it, what a first poem! there might be some spelling errors but i think that adds character. clapeddy clapp and so on pretty much thats an applause
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8/1/2025 7:55:35 PM # 1.0.0
FINALLY! someone who feels the way i do. Congrats Halina. you have my friendship. good job