Rain beats down
I love the sound.
On the sides of the street,
The puddles look neat.
I like to walk
In, my bare
feet.
The thunder
BANGS!
The wet
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S
h
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g
I see a
FLASH!
I hear a C R A S H!
I run inside------
I want to hide
BUT, suddenly-------It’s done
Out comes the S U N.
...it is the most beautiful experience...to
go out...on the rain...smell and breath the air
...feel alive...to the sound of the sweetest
of all rhythms...Ah! precious moment...
Thank you Margaret for sharing your wonderful
verse. Blessings!
In a near-future Baltimore, an unemployed bipolar journalist and a teenage hacker are the last hope for a dystopian world controlled by a giant media corporation.
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They're another good reminder to always take the high road.
Ron
Kathy J Parenteau
go out...on the rain...smell and breath the air
...feel alive...to the sound of the sweetest
of all rhythms...Ah! precious moment...
Thank you Margaret for sharing your wonderful
verse. Blessings!
Sandie