More rain
Traffic lights glow like bright candles tonight
He took a deep breath and blew through the lights
Briefly, he closed his eyes, and made a wish
Wondering bout this little life called his
Sun shines as the rain slows to a stop
Sun's shines caught up in falling rain drops
She closed her eyes wishing for an open door
Wondering bout this little life called hers
This little light that made these little bright lives
Floating up in the air like fireflies
A kid catches and puts then in a jar
Then she looks up to see a shooting star
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