Places I Go When It Rains
The rain sounds soothing as it hits it's destination.
Taking my mind to a place of nothing but relaxation.
Though the looks of the rain is some what a mess,
taking me back into a place of stress.
Puddles of mud every where in sight,
leads me into a dark gloomy night.
Closing my eyes to return to that one place.
I now again rain drop at a steady but soothing pace.
Copyright © Tonya Turner | Year Posted 2005
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