Saturday, July 7, 2018

Rain




 I went walking in the rain
It felt good on  my skin
It cleansed me without
While it cleansed me within
I have always loved the rain
The way it makes earth look new
The sweetness of petrichor
The scent of such heavy dew
The skies are clothed in soft
The passionate flashes of light
Dashing down from aloft 
Maybe it's because I love water
Since my birth was in July
Figger that one out 
Before you ask me why
Whilst walking in the summer rain
Memories come that I refrain from regret
I don't just stroll through the streets
I walk until I am thoroughly wet


 

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