by timzauto

rain spilling so slowly without any sound

clouds lofting by,as descriptions are found

character’s toppling  one at a time

names being similar to  nursery rhymes

rays spraying the scenery , they pick up our day

brighten the path ,so we all make our way

feeding the earth , the plants that we know

warming our grounds and melting the snow

night falling down , it makes things all dark

thoughts race around on what we’ll embark

thinking of things we wish to forestall

wonder for tomorrow in our private skyfall


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