is not rain
only for babies
like damp diapers
inconvenient, perhaps
this day will not slow
roll out your thunder
then push on it
food good for make strong
see this day grey
i hello you
cover from water falling
is enough, is so
open, heavens above, come on
not holding back
do as i know you can
give me all your thunder
1 comment:
"See this day grey, I hello you." The phrasing in this poem draws me into it. I want the rain, too, and all of its thunder.
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