Th und er gigg les on the horizon, teas ing the nose with smells of liquid ref reshment, deliverance that comes in the falling of rain. The healer of a land burnt under a mean sun, a soothing balm to comfort the soul. ........Rain........ beautiful rain.
When you write a poem, you not only make us read your words, you make us SEE your words! Wow, what a terrific form you have used; very clever and artistic of you! BRAVA, extremely well presented and penned! There are no raindrops rainin' down on your parade! You make us see the beauty of rain and realize just how blessed we truly are!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Sheila
stay around for a few more day
We need you Here in Georgia
stick around and rain away
peace & Love be with you
William
Love the poem and the drop of rain.
God bless you. Kathy
To me, like the one rolling down the cheek of a child with a scrapped knee.
Georg
Fee
Love,
Susan
Paul
Love,
ET
When you write a poem, you not only make us read your words, you make us SEE your words! Wow, what a terrific form you have used; very clever and artistic of you! BRAVA, extremely well presented and penned! There are no raindrops rainin' down on your parade! You make us see the beauty of rain and realize just how blessed we truly are!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D