Rain punctuated the gravel road
like a thousand snubbed sentences.
Short statements blended
into applause over arid stones.
The natural sound jumped
beneath me and soul soaked
thanks giving leapt and wept.
Rain punctuated the gravel road
like a thousand snubbed sentences.
Short statements blended
into applause over arid stones.
The natural sound jumped
beneath me and soul soaked
thanks giving leapt and wept.
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love me a decent spring rain…soaking earth and soul both…
It’s snowing today…go figure. Smiles.
Gerald the Writer 
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