Monday, April 5, 2010

My Rain

Deliver me from it.
Running from it.
Endless sound of it.
Mess of it.
Sick of it....
Letting it finally sink in.
Drinking it.
Absorbing it.
Purified by it.
Rejoicing in it.

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3 comments:

Jadie said...

You're a poet! Beautiful.

April 5, 2010 at 8:40 PM
Erika said...

I love rain. I could have done well in Oregon, darn it.

April 6, 2010 at 3:04 PM
rlmquest said...

That was beautiful!

May 7, 2010 at 8:33 AM

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