Rains RegretA Poem by Bill MacEachernNature
Tiny shards of ice
Bouncing off the ground Like shattered glass Mimicking the sound Yearning to be snow Intricate as lace Instead, micro mirrors Searching for a face Hoping to float Flutter Dart like a bee Sorry little raindrop 'Tis not cold enough For thee © 2016 Bill MacEachern |
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