Rainy Days Poem by Phil Soar
Rainy Days
It rained a lot when I was young
At least that I remember
The wet had seeped into my brain
and dampened every ember
My burnt out brain was soggy
from the floods that infiltrated
I think that's why I'm called a drip
and my moods are just deflated
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
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