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Date published: March 13, 2004
My Favorite Sound
All through your life many sounds you'll hear,
Like dogs barking and children's cheer.
The sound I love most, comes from the sky,
It's the falling of rain as it touches my eyes.
When the rain hits a roof that's made of tin,
No better sound has there ever been.
It lulls you to sleep as you lie in bed,
And makes pleasant dreams flow through your head.
The rain is not only a beautiful sound,
It cleans the air and waters the ground.
When the day comes and I breath no more,
I want it to rain, I want it to pour.
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