Honestly J.T. Poet Prose

The Current Flow

Before my eyes,
The cloudy skies,
Release a cavalcade of raindrops;
When will the rain stop,
And the sun shine through?
When will the rain beating the pavement,
By day end?

The smallest rustle of the wind,
Breezes through the tree limbs,
As I see when,
In my window view.

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Heidi Sands March 19, 2022 at 10:33 AM I see the view through the window you describe and also the rain seen through the window here. I hope your day is going well :)