The Rain

Ameljor

At the window I sit idly by
Rest my gaze up to the sky
I see the dark clouds roll on high
Wondering if the rain come nigh
And should I leave my dwelling place
The rain shall wet my clothes and face
I’ll wear my rubber boots just in case
There could be puddles to your embrace.

  • Author: Ameljor (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2021 21:25
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 22


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