Cold Rains

 Cold Rains

The rain of frost,

The water as a ghost.

Which wets our feet,

Which blinds us as sleet.

The rain of frost,

Cold - Cold water, Oooh! A ghost.

The rains of a liquid,

The universal solvent potential fluid,

The rains on the alleys,

The flood that fills up our Baillie 's.

The rains on mountains,

Flows aways as if building a fountain.

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