Wednesday, March 9, 2016

THE RAIN


Safe and secure.
Beneath the bridge.
Rain splashing free.
Wild on its journey.
Watering the trees.
Filling the grass.
Life for the flowers.
Puddles for the concrete.
A splash.
A spray.
Cold on my face.
Alive.
Surrounding me.
With life.

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