Every scattered cloud came along,
When the trumpet of thunder was blown for long,
Some said it’s Sun;
that’s a pain,
But none guessed;
that it would rain.
Every scattered cloud came along,
When the trumpet of thunder was blown for long,
Some said it’s Sun;
that’s a pain,
But none guessed;
that it would rain.
Pleasant words 🙂
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I am glad you liked it dear, 🙂
Thanks a lot for stopping by commenting, :):)
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I would love to read more 😊
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I am honored to hear that dear, 😊
I hope this interests you,
https://pleasantweave.wordpress.com/2014/11/09/my-crime-2/
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Simple yet beautiful
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Thank you for stopping by!!
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Thank you!!
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Thank you so much dear! 🤗
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