From the RainA Poem by EruditePoem
And so the raindrops flutter down.
Pecking my face. Washing sweat from my brow. The forest around me obscured by mist, Yet now seems so clear. Each droplet cleanses as it falls, The rust and smog from the air. Inhale. Breathe deep the scent of fallen dew. Dear pluviophile, this is a cloud's poem, With love from me to you. © 2018 EruditeAuthor's Note
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Added on September 7, 2018Last Updated on September 7, 2018 Tags: Poem AuthorEruditeRiverside, CAAboutGreetings, reader. Please do enjoy this music I've prepared for you, and don't be too bashful to take a peek at some of my writings. My poem titled "Ah, To Float in My Boat" is one of my personal .. more..Writing
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