Autumn’s leaves changing
leaves me
feeling restless.
I’ll miss the summer’s warmth.
They’re dying on the ground
and soon I’ll be surrounded.
Each one, reminds.
Other’s dance by my window
I watch the rains arrive
falling…
it’s pitter-patter, splatter
soft, upon my thoughts of yesterday.
Were they yesterdays or, so
long ago it sometimes seems
like forever now.
If I die young, remember
we’re here for really
just a moment in time.
Rain always soothes the ache
I can’t describe
I’ll try to harmonise
let the peaceful
sounds caress
better yet…
It can wash thought clean of pain
I’ll go outside and
Kiss the blessed Rain.
~*~
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*106 words + prompt*
If I have nowhere in particular to go, I’ve always loved walking in a gentle rain. Soft rain, warm rain.
Water of any type anywhere that I can see, hear or watch its movement, has always been like a soothing balm to me.
Shared with Saturday Centus Promt #If I die young
