The Rain Made Me Do It

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I surveil the abstract of rain drops as they slither the outside pane, it’s journey, merely a moment in time.
Each tiny drop, they dazzle like fireworks synchronizing with my deluge of thoughts now cached from a once juvenile me. I beam with the sound of the pitter-patter, the torrent tone lulls me to a reminiscent state as I recall the stories of my olden.

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7 Comments on “The Rain Made Me Do It

  1. Great description of having thoughts tied to the falling rain. It is interesting how weather events can trigger memories of former times. Very nice!

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