Rain is a lullaby...

.... heard through a thick,isolating blanket of clouds.

It is the tinkling harp of water droplets;

a moist breath whistling through willow reeds;

a pattering beat background to the mourner's melody.

Rain is a soft song of compassion for the brokenhearted.

Richelle E. Goodrich

 

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Please, don't fave and run, you will get yourself blocked.

 

 

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