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Rain

Laying here in this field, Alone Rain drops begin to fall The moon so full and bright I can see the drops before they land. This rain feels as though its cleansing my soul Purifying old memories, Old emotions Washing my old and weathered state For hours I lay here In this grassy field Drenched, to my inner being The rain slows Til it stops all together. I open my eyes to see Beautiful clear sky The stars flickering The moon so vibrant I stand And I know the rain washed away..... Nothing

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 7/28/2009 4:36:00 AM
Lovely write Lisa>>James
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Date: 7/27/2009 4:16:00 AM
nice write. enjoyed reading it. loved it. always, cherica lynn <3
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Date: 12/4/2008 11:51:00 AM
I often judge a poet by the way he/she writes about rain... this is poignant and so well expressed. Your ending gives it an unexpected depth. Well done Lisa! Best wishes, Keith
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