Living, PoetryDriving in the rain Drops of rain accumulate on the windshield A beautiful bubbled constellation Slowly covering the world in a mist Obscuring even the fog outside Yet letting in the light A shimmering shield The refreshing whoosh of air overhead. Pass the Potatoes: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related Standard
You’re welcome Hey i hope you don’t mind but i’d like to invite you to my blog at http://www.insanitybeautiful.wordpress.com LikeLiked by 1 person March 26, 2015 at 12:15 pm
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I LOVE car rides on rainy days. Great poem!
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Thank you, Tokoni! Glad you do, too!
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You’re welcome
Hey i hope you don’t mind but i’d like to invite you to my blog at http://www.insanitybeautiful.wordpress.com
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I enjoyed this poem very much. Great job!
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Thank you!
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