She sits upon my window-sill
Smudges of coffee
mist
Reflecting glitter against every hill
A mothers soft
kiss
She is a long family friend
We argue, we laugh, we sing together
A cold that is used to
defend
The mind’s repition, in it’s dark weather
We call her:
Rain,
She soaks away the wrong
We call her:
Rain,
She Splatters it away-gone
Love this! So Seattle 🙂 We are currently in Tucson, hiding from the rain but will be back soon to get good and cold! And, wet!
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