When the rain is all you rely on,
you eagerly anticipates her arrival;
always arriving just when I need her.
We chat as old friends do on a much needed visit. Catching up on all that has been missed…her rhythmic tone soothes me; calming my emotions and erasing my fears.
She brings promise of a new day that relishes in endless possibilities; I crave that moment. As she slows her pace….I hear her well. She must move on so I bid her farewell.
For I know she will return when my body needs to expel…Again.

By: PryncesSyndrome @ 2015


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