Rain is coming down.
It is running fast
Glimmer, a shimmer.
Plop, plorp, spit, split, splat
gliding through them is
The neighborhood cat
Sleek, and slenderness
Allow for such grace.
The cat maneuvers
Past the rain puddles.
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A Ceiling Fan
PoésieMany things take place within a person's mind. Some good and some bad. Most times their inner thoughts run through their mind without being penned down or expressed. This book is a poetry book. It is filled with poems that express those inner though...
