Rainy Day in The Park

_{(Effect by DeepArtEffects)}

A path of gray, a line of gold,
Where raindrops dance, their stories told.
Beneath the trees, a quiet scene,
Where nature's beauty takes its queen.

　The clouds hang low, a somber sight,
　As mist descends, obscuring light.
　Yet in this gloom, a sense of grace,
　A gentle rhythm, a tranquil space.

　　The yellow line, a guiding hand,
　　Leading the way across the land.
　　A path of hope, a path of dreams,
　　Where raindrops fall, and sunlight gleams.

And as the rain begins to fade,
A rainbow forms, a bright cascade.
A symbol of renewal, of hope reborn,
A testament to life's eternal morn.

　So let us walk this path of gold,
　Where stories unfold, both new and old.
　And as the rain begins to cease,
　We find solace, and peace.
　
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