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Rain

By

MEGAN IRVINE,

aged

10 Rain makes the flowers grow, It also helps the rivers flow, When the rain falls around, It makes a pitter patter sound. Without the rain nothing would survive, Without the rain nothing would thrive, I think rain is really neat, Rain is something you just can’t beat.

He snatches the worm from the blackbird’s beak, Flies up to a tree-top and prepares to eat. Then the master of birds calls down from the sky, “My birds, my birds, prepare for the night” Grey clouds come, ' Night is falling, Baby birds protest, And try some stalling. Black clouds now are forming fast, ‘ Drops of rain come and wash away, the past. Soon the drops of rain go away, ' Nature prepares for another sunny day.

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https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/CHP19860902.2.111.5

Bibliographic details

Press, 2 September 1986, Page 18

Word Count
129

Rain Press, 2 September 1986, Page 18

Rain Press, 2 September 1986, Page 18