Between showers
Drip, drip, drip
Coming rapidly down makes
Webs wet whispering in the wind
Splat, splat, splat
Umbrella is broken
Keeps me half dry
The rain makes new sounds
Tap, tap, tap
I dream of sunshine but
Fantasy is running wild of the single
Sounds of the
Rain
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Collection of Poems
PoetryThese are my poems along side any other poems my friends allow me to publish or are sent to me (just DM me for info) *The image for the book cover is my own photograph and edit*
