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.
Fri 10th Mar 2023 11:53
Love this poem
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