Pure Rain Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Pure Rain
Rain comes and cleanses my soul
and mind with it's pure essence.
Riding along with the windows down,
watching rain drops gliding and
sliding across my windshield.
Taking me into imagination's depths,
so I can play with words contained
within, waiting to be spoken in
writing of poems.
Saturday, November 9, 2013
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