The first two lines of this are taken from a poem written by somebody else (an ex boyfriend), but the rest of it is mine own, even if a poor thing. I was walking in the rain when it came to mind
Sometimes I like to wander
Out in the rain and all
Other people head for home
When rain begins to fall
I walk out to my favourite place
And feel the raindrops on my face
And when I'm there I sit and dream
Watching raindrops in the stream
And even though I love the rain
I'm pleased the sun comes out again
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