Breaking News: “There Is Rainfall In My Mind.”

Breaking News: There Is Rainfall In My Mind. short poem

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Breaking news:
There is rainfall in my mind,
bringing all memories of the past down to my feet!
My paper boats had reached the far oceans, in my childhood, never to come back.
They took away my childhood with them and left me alone.
They carried my thanks to the Almighty God, for giving me such a wonderful life, full of good people, well-wishers and friends around.
I look out through my window, and it has just started raining once again.
Believe me! The boats have come back, with all my friends in it!
Yeah! I am jumping out of the window to meet them all.
Thank you all, for coming back to me.
The rain in my mind was that of my tears for missing you all, for the past many years!!!!

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ADMIRER OF BEAUTY IN ALL FORMS! I WISH TO UNDERSTAND ALMIGHTY GOD AND BE ONE WITH HIM, YET SUBORDINATE TO HIM TO SERVE HIM IN DIFFERENT WAYS.
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Preeti
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I was reminded of my own childhood days, of paper boats, of the sweet rains….

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