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Rain taps the roof like fingers tapping a shoulder.
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Hey, the rain says.
I’ve got something to tell you.
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Go ahead, rain.
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I’m listening.
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Rain taps the roof like fingers tapping a shoulder.
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Hey, the rain says.
I’ve got something to tell you.
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Go ahead, rain.
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I’m listening.
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Pointing Telescopes | S. Noel Brady 
Wish it would rain here more often. Besides being in the middle of a terrible drought, I kind of miss hearing what it has to say.
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I know exactly what you mean. Are you in California too? I was so happy to have that big downpour the other day. They’re so rare. Guess the rain had a lot of pent-up thoughts it needed to let out.
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Yes, Burbank.
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It rained? We are definitely not getting any of that in Central Cali… At this rate we’ll just be scorched off the planet.
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Haha, well not today – it rained a couple days ago in southern CA which was the inspiration for this post. 🙂
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Love this. And love the rain too. But… I was also in that SoCal rain the other day. It was nice, but still too damn hot. It felt like we were in the tropics. I prefer a crisp, cool rain. 🙂 Either way, we certainly need the water here.
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I looove warm rains! It reminds me of when I visited Costa Rica. I love going out in the rain but not when it’s cold and shivery, so warm rain suits me 🙂
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Usually what the rain whispers to me is: You want to have a nap. You want to have a nap. You want to have a nap.
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very nice.
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Thank you 🙂
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