I am not a poet but everyone once in awhile I get the inspiration
Rain
© Catrin
Liquid crystal falls from the sky,
And with a splash hits the pavement and lies,
Until the sun calls it home again,
There’s nothing quite as magical,
As the falling rain.
And with a splash hits the pavement and lies,
Until the sun calls it home again,
There’s nothing quite as magical,
As the falling rain.
Rain
© Charlene Valladares
Rain glorious pounding soaking rain
How I love to hear your song
Drowning my world in your torrential downpour
I sit here and contemplate your frenzy dance moves upon my window panes
Lost I am in your graceful movements
You dance through the night as the dawn awaits in the horizon
You sashay your last moves and the sun peeks through the clouds
Move on, it cries
For it is my time to wash the world with light
And your last drops bid the world
Goodbye
How I love to hear your song
Drowning my world in your torrential downpour
I sit here and contemplate your frenzy dance moves upon my window panes
Lost I am in your graceful movements
You dance through the night as the dawn awaits in the horizon
You sashay your last moves and the sun peeks through the clouds
Move on, it cries
For it is my time to wash the world with light
And your last drops bid the world
Goodbye
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