Caught in a sudden storm
we took shelter under a tree
and as thunder claps filled the air
I clasped to her and she to me.
Soaked and huddled together
in the closeness that we shared
my face was next to hers
and the sweetness of her hair.
Shivering, cold and wet she
wished the storm would stop
Shielding her in my arms
I wished that it would not.
But all to soon the clouds did pass
and the sun came out again
and laughing together out we came
arms entwined hand in hand.
Whenever I am out for a walk
and in passing by that tree
I think back to summer storms
and the memory rain holds for me.
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Author:
James Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
Lovely writing 🙂 nicely expressed . I liked the read
Thank you. Your comment is very appreciated.
Closeness in times of difficulty and times of happiness … that’s what I thought whilst reading your words
I certainly agree. Closeness in life and in memories give meaning to life.
A very pleasant read. Hit me right in the feels. Thanks for the post good sir!
Comment much appreciated. Thanks
Good write James.
A pleasant reflection on "Rain." Liked you words and phrasings. "the sweetness of her hair."
It's strange how simple things like "Rain" we associate with the times of our life. How they bring back emotions. Your poem I sense came from such a flashback caused by the rain. "Little things mean a lot," trite, but true. Enjoyed your poem very much. - Phil A.
Thank you for your thoughtful comment. And yes this poem was about a very pleasant memory from hiking in our favorite park.
Wonderful memories James, they will always be there.
Andy
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