I love when it rains.
The smell of earth.
The sound of the droplets slamming into concert.
The cat begging to come in.
The water that gets stuck in my window screen making little pixels.
The cars races through puddles.
The drull sound of the water collecting in the rain spout.
I love when it rains.
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Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich
PoetryA collection of poems. If you're reading for the first time start at the end.
