Rain
And again rain
And again more
But in your room
You are dry and warm
Now at last in a safe place
As if in cotton
And your mind wanders not
Nor does it worry
But settles to the rhythm of the drops
That kiss the windows
And you smile at me
And you smile at it all
A kind of life
A kind life
Where you can't fall
Where you no longer remember
The colors of Fall
But somewhere in your mind
Rainbows still form
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Author:
Lorna (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hello.............
- Category: Reflection
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Comments11
A beautifully written verse - - full of positive vibes to remember dear Lorna - - I just love those final two lines. Have to store this one in my favourites.
I love it when you fav me Fay.... thank you.
A fine write Lorna.
I have missed your wonderful vibe
Always appreciated
Thank you
Thank you Danny..........
High above the Chimerney pots god bless isreal...
Great pictures and feelings Lorna
BRAVO
HI LORNA ~ Thanks for sharing ! Love the video ~ very POLYNESIAN ~ great singer larger than life ! I (BRIAN) love raindrops as long a one is snug & warm & dry ! They act as prisms to produce RAINBOWS ~ They are also part of the Life Sustaining WATER CYCLE ! I (ANGELA) agree with YOU ~ Its FALL in NEW ZEALAND and the FALL colours fall & fade from the MEMORY but RAINBOWS always remain in the subconscious !
Blessings ~ Peace & Love
Yours ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Missed your postings - a super piece to return with.
Hello Michael - thank you........
There IS a rainbow, at the end of rain on a sunny day.
Cheers
Those rainbows are so important in our lives Lorna.
I like that version of that song he sings. Enjoyed your poem.
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