Lately I've grown to like the rain
Sweet shimmering drops, filled with the joys of little children, jumping in puddles.
Somehow I have channeled that inner child, and she comes back when it rains.
I enjoy her company.
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They always say after rain comes a rainbow
But no one ever mentions how there are puddles left on the streets
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Hi, Author Spark here!
I've been busy with other stuff in my personal life, so I might not update this in a while. Don't worry though, I'll be back!
(I know not many will read this, but if you do, thank you)
YOU ARE READING
Under the moonlight
PoetryPoems and thoughts. ...What else am I supposed to do? These are things I wrote down the way I think, with sweltering anger and invigorating joy, in tears and smiles. I dearly hope you will take these words as advice, to live by and never to forget. ...
