my wish
Saturday, February 12, 2011when the rain stops falling,
there the rainbow comes out.
the wet soil
the breathe of fresh air
the sound of birds chirping
and the laughter of children playing is heard again.
I wished that the rain will stop soon.
So that i can see the colours of the rainbow piercing through the clouds,
so that i can feel the moist soil under my feet,
so that i can remember once again the smell of fresh air in my nostrils,
so that i can hear the beautiful songs sung by the birds
and of course, the long lost laughter.
How I wished.
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