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The Girl Whos Scared Of Rain (C) E.N.Boyer - Not My Work... The Girl Who's Scared Of Rain
by Emma N Boyer
The girl was scared of puddles
And she was scared of rain
Every time the thunder clapped
She raced back inside again
She was given beautiful umbrellas
And coats of waterproof silk
But still she sat inside
And read on the window sill
As she grew the rain poured harder
And the girl cowered away
She hid behind her mother's back;
She never ran to play
She was afraid of what the droplets were
So she sat and watched them gather
She still refused to step outside
And so she grew ever sadder
People came along
And people quickly left
They found the girls odd cowardice;
The way she counted every breath
There came a day when it was too late
And the girl was forced outside
She was lost without her silken coats
And with no place that she could hide
The girl was chilled clean through to bone
And her shy life came to an end
In her silken coats she reached the gates
And the golden stairs she did ascend.
In God's own home she lay down her fears
And she swore that she'd be brave.
For there there are no window sills
And no pouring rain or hate.
Saint Peter smiled and praised her,
The girl who'd been inside,
And Saint Peter whispered truthfully
As he watched the young girl cry:
"Now, girl who's scared of puddles,
And girl who's scared of rain,
Did you ever think that when the thunder claps
It doesn't have to mean your pain?"
"There's others out there, like you
Who have suffered just as much
Yet they stay strong and they pull through
And they do not lose touch.
"I've been here always to protect you,
And that will never change.
So when you're scared next just think of that,
And stand to face the rain."
You must learn to love the puddles
And embrace the freezing drops
Dance under the thunderclouds
Until the lightning stops
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by Emma N Boyer
The girl was scared of puddles
And she was scared of rain
Every time the thunder clapped
She raced back inside again
She was given beautiful umbrellas
And coats of waterproof silk
But still she sat inside
And read on the window sill
As she grew the rain poured harder
And the girl cowered away
She hid behind her mother's back;
She never ran to play
She was afraid of what the droplets were
So she sat and watched them gather
She still refused to step outside
And so she grew ever sadder
People came along
And people quickly left
They found the girls odd cowardice;
The way she counted every breath
There came a day when it was too late
And the girl was forced outside
She was lost without her silken coats
And with no place that she could hide
The girl was chilled clean through to bone
And her shy life came to an end
In her silken coats she reached the gates
And the golden stairs she did ascend.
In God's own home she lay down her fears
And she swore that she'd be brave.
For there there are no window sills
And no pouring rain or hate.
Saint Peter smiled and praised her,
The girl who'd been inside,
And Saint Peter whispered truthfully
As he watched the young girl cry:
"Now, girl who's scared of puddles,
And girl who's scared of rain,
Did you ever think that when the thunder claps
It doesn't have to mean your pain?"
"There's others out there, like you
Who have suffered just as much
Yet they stay strong and they pull through
And they do not lose touch.
"I've been here always to protect you,
And that will never change.
So when you're scared next just think of that,
And stand to face the rain."
You must learn to love the puddles
And embrace the freezing drops
Dance under the thunderclouds
Until the lightning stops
See more poems by Emma N Boyer, or share your comments:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-girl-whos-scared-of-rain/
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