Rain
Soft silence reigns this dawn
The showers of the night gone
And while I sit I can see
Jewelled droplets on the trees
I feel sad for the city folk
Raincoats and umbrella spokes
and rain streaked panes
Who never love the rain
Stoic Poetry
Copyright © Stephen Allen | Year Posted 2021
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