I open my arms as I gaze into the night sky feeling the cool drops of early spring rain pelt my skin,
I revel in the refreshing feeling of it as I think how it'll rejuvenate the earth leading way to the flowers that'll come in my garden come May, the daisies and poppies I so enjoy,
I twirl around laughing as my clothes begin to stick to my skin,
For these are my favorite nights.
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A Skip Down the Pathway
Non-FictionA collection of poetry exploring myself, my relationship with the world, and the relationship with the women in my life.
