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: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to 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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