The rain finally came.A Poem by Molly DFirst it was the cold wind, a friendly warning to the winter ahead that will knowingly and willingly drown us, a climate we're accustomed to.
Normally I'd be grateful for cold, wet rain offering to wash away the hot, dry summer, to keep me busy staying dry; too pressing to let my mind wander to more dangerous places.
This year I'm hardly so lucky, as the thick, gray drops soak through my clothes and make me heavy, adding weight to the baggage I carry around.
Just think; this year I thought I'd be glad when the rain finally came. © 2008 Molly DReviews
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