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October Rain
Is it simply a case of precipitation, moist warm air condensation or are they God’s tears showering us with love, as rain washes away our sorrows, in the hope of brighter tomorrows. Gloomy grey skies conceal a shy sun with murky dull clouds lingering. A cornucopia of soggy brown leaves slither and slide under our feet. A plethora of rain drops fall capriciously with no concern for those they disturb. Ladies shelter under umbrellas appearing morose, whilst school children splatter in puddles, laughing and giggling in sheer delight. The rain is never cold when one is young. Pollutant auto mobiles drive by monotonously their passengers are safe as windscreen wipers clear their way. Stores are lit with commercialised displays as the air fills with excitement for fun that awaits. In hope the October rain does not dampen their spirits. Squirrels gather up supplies ready to hibernate. High above birds fly south for warmer temperatures. A fragile old leaf falls upon me through the blustery wind, leading to a philosophical thought about turning over a new leaf. Lost within the season of change and contemplation, one thing will never change though – the October rain. The Silent One originally written 29 October 2015 re-posted 18 October 2017
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