Posted by Ben Naga
The sound of raindrops
Says all that needs said without
The clutter of words
Posted on September 9, 2015, in Wee Poems and tagged Nature, Words. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.
After a summer of very little rain we have some this morning. Your poem fits. I want to finish reading these emails. Drink some melon juice for breakfast and hopefully the rain will sill be falling when I’m ready to relax.
As I tell my wife, I move in mysterious ways. 😉 Have a relaxing day without (too much) pain, Kim.
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I hope> The pain has been escalating the past few days. 😦
Not good news. 😦 I hope things turn around a.s.a.p.
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