Rains Of Memory Poem by C.A. Morrow

Rains Of Memory



Slashing rain slices the thick monsoon air
Greenery bows their heads in receptive awe
We stand apart and each outwardly stare
The mourning wind whistles an uneven thaw

From the cabana we can only stand and watch
Each of us in a world now created on our own
No new words needed to undo the silent latch
The rain moistens memories, as it did our home

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