I always think of you when it rains,
droplets on my face, mouth wide open,
dancing in the drizzle,
Curled up by the fire, old brown blanket
good book, hot chocolate
a pocket of peace
Traffic lights red and green,
Christmas come early
on the windshield
swipe, wipe, sparkle
Whenever it rains, I wish you were here
I loved to see you happy
Published by T. Rebecca Hansen
If you are looking for neat boxes and solid answers, this is not your stop. I write, and I make pretty things, and I bounce about like a bubble on the breeze.
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