r a I n indifferent in the sunshine, I prefer the rain. Something about clouds crying makes me feel the same. Look up to the sky not a speck of blue. Swirls of white and gray mirroring my mood. Feeling of affinity, No way to explain. Wash my soul anew, in harmony with rain. FB, Instagram, Twitter: WVPoetrygirl
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Oooh, I love the title. raIn. Maybe an anagram for “I ran”? Very thought-provoking.
never thought of that….cool. Thanks!