Low hanging tumultuous clouds,
Crossing blackened night.
Stirring sense of,
Something brewing…
That “pre-storm” feel.
Silent heaving sky,
Attempting to hold back,
Precipitation.
Much anticipation for,
Groundbreaking release of,
“Sky’s Water Show”…
Rarely to disappoint,
No dry eyes in the house!
Cool refreshing droplets,
Of liquid peace.
Shared tears,
Nourishing calming soothing rain,
Seeping through cracks,
In my broken-hearted spaces.
By Gilda Patricia
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