The elves were playing in the garden in the rain.
They were laughing and splashing in the puddles,
and their clothes were soaked through.
But they didn't care.
They were having too much fun.
They ran around the garden,
chasing each other and playing tag.
They climbed trees and swung from the branches.
And when they got tired,
they lay down in the grass and looked up at the clouds.
The raindrops fell on their faces,
and they laughed and laughed.
It was a perfect day.
A day to play in the rain.
A day to be free.
A day to be an elf.
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I wish I can be an elf too! I loved your poem so much!