puddles

puddles

A Poem by Sarah Wilson

there will be a day 
when the sky will darken and 
the clouds will gather and 
i will take your hand in mine and 
the thunder will rumble and 
the lighting will strike and 
the clouds will open up and 
the rain will pour down and 
we will laugh together and 
we will run together and 
our hair will be ruined and 
we won’t care and 
we’ll play in the puddles and 
we’ll forget we’re too old for that and 
our hearts will open up together and 
we will finally know who we are meant to be

© 2011 Sarah Wilson


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Added on August 13, 2011
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