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Rain Song

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As the rain fell around her,

she wanted to feel the downpour on her face.

To feel anything other than the rage

of the wild world all about her

would be a welcome change.

 

Grateful, she tossed the umbrella aside

and let the deluge speak to her

as she hoped it would.

◄ Drift-Away Gifts

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Hélène

Fri 10th Mar 2023 11:53

Love this poem

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