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Maya Elany Rain9-year old Virginia Sullivan Lifted her arm And let her finger glide down the raindrops on the window Leaving a trail of finger markings. She loved the rain. Tick Tock Pitter Patter Slap Slap As the rain hit the ground. Beautiful She married and found love Had a beautiful son And as she rocked him, Her eyes followed the raindrops And a small, precious hand would rise Reach and touch the window, leaving a trail of finger markings Just like she had loved to do. Tick Tock Pitter Patter Slap Slap As the rain hit the ground Beautiful ---------------------------------------------
Her son, all grown, And she stays alone Her husband gone, too soon. But still, she watches as the big drops tumble down the window. And thinks back to that beautiful time. Tick Tock Pitter patter Slap Slap As the rain hit the ground. Beautiful In a wheel chair, 91 year old Virginia Sullivan stays in a nursing home Feeling alone, hoping her son would come She reaches for her coffee, but her aching fingers cannot hold much And as it starts to rain She lifts her arm To touch the drops gliding down But she finds her arms are no longer free As her muscles and strength have failed her Tick tock Pitter Patter Slap Slap As tears hit the ground.
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[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]
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