A Rainy DayA Poem by MiraMuddy street, cloudy thoughts, Little puddles at my feet. I tilted my umbrella to let a few drops of hope Fall on me. There was sliver of silver lining, Beyond the darkest moon, That rose high up at midnight, Beyond the mountain swoon. It told me to rest up And let the chains go, And let life take it's course, Slowly and gently.
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Added on December 7, 2023 Last Updated on December 7, 2023 AuthorMiraAboutA confused happily depressed blob still trying to figure what to do with the monsters residing in her body. more..Writing
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