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Imagine Rain, but vague

February 1, 2019
By SotpSign SILVER, Upper Nyack, New York
SotpSign SILVER, Upper Nyack, New York
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Favorite Quote:
Don't tell me that the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon.


I come out to see,

everything that I missed.

Wonder; What was it called?

 

The grass I stand on,

constantly itching my feet.

Still; What was it called?

 

I still see the rain,

pouring down onto the trees.

The rain taps my head.

 

I come back later.

The smell of the rain.

Smells, familiar.

 

It feels fantastic,

The freshness of the outdoors.

Yes, I now know it.

 

I thought, 'what was it'?

That 'it' had the memories

of enjoying life.


The author's comments:

Yeah, honestly don't know what to think of this, so I'm putting it here just to see what it gets.


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