It rained and rained and blew and blew felt as it it almost knew the sunshine there to long eschew and me inside to stay The puddles outside deepened still they lake-like flowed and rippled til the fickle weather made me ill and added to the fray But then the sunshine threw its toys out of its pram and with good poise revealed the warmth its strength employs to welcome a new day
©Jemverse
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