The rain falls
like tears on a
lonely world.
I see reflected
in the puddles
all that I am.
Rivulets of water
run away like years
washed clean.
The soil opens
to accept what
it’s given from above.
As I take in
what comes to me,
and let it go.
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Thank you for your compliment. I keep striving to be better.
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I love your writing. Thanks for sharing and thanks for liking and visiting my site. Best wishes, Michele
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