A slap of wind
wakes the rain.
Its rhythmic verse,
a round choir’s work.
We watch guiltlessly
the dark clouds muster,
dream and dream
the long Sunday through.
—
August 27, 2018 by simonhlilly
A slap of wind
wakes the rain.
Its rhythmic verse,
a round choir’s work.
We watch guiltlessly
the dark clouds muster,
dream and dream
the long Sunday through.
—
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