Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
Melody Of The Rain - Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
It sings to me
A melody of love
We are strolling again
Hand in hand
Laughing as the gentle rain
Caresses our faces...
Wearing the rose colored glasses
Of our youth
Truth spilling of our shared love
A melody captured in and of the rain.
Can you hear it?
Umbrella's not needed
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