Ignorant Rain Poem by Timmy Curran

Ignorant Rain



Troubling days, don´t find their
way here, an ignorant bliss
is what is resided in, no attention
to be paid, but a glance so quick
it´s slick and slips, from the
memory in a minutes time, there´s no
need for care, when the troubles of the
world don´t bring rain to the day
What can I say? Where is the rain?

Wednesday, November 18, 2015
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