Uncategorized It rains Posted by ipsyb on July 23, 2017 It rain it rains it rains On my mind from the skies It rains. Crocheted into the day Slyly into the night It rains. Droplets of joy Drops of indignation It rains Nothing dries I wipe the tear soaked face Hug the dog his fur is damp Still, it rains. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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