<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495072" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There will be rain here<br>We normally run for shelter<br>Who wants to be wet in the rain<br>And look like a helpless chick in the drain? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There will be rain<br>And we will be seeking shades under the trees<br>And run towards waiting sheds where the rain<br>Cannot harm our sensibilities, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There will be rain and more rains to come<br>In our lives, and we always run for secure<br>Shelters, and we always have umbrellas in our hands, <br>And raincoats, and closed cars, we hide to places<br>Where The rain cannot harm us, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But today will be different, <br> There is rain, and I will take<br>Another action, I will not run for shelter, <br>Or take shades in trees, or be in waiting sheds, <br>I will not even open my car, get into it and close it, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not afraid of rain now; I have no fears getting wet somehow<br>And look like a helpless chick, I will run in the<br>Middle of the rain, I will play like a child in the rain, I will<br>Be with the rain throughout its pouring, <br>I will be wet, and it will rain and rain, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! Let it rain and rain and rain<br>You will not see my tears falling, <br>My tears hiding in the pouring rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495072" data-title="The Rain de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="There will be rain here We normally run for shelter Who wants to be wet in the rain And look like a helpless chick in the drain? There will be rain And we will be seeking shades under the trees And run towards waiting sheds where the rain Cannot..."></div> </div> </div>

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