And We Breathe In The Rain

It is – the softest scenery,
. . . . . . . . . . waves of silky rain tumbling
like autumn through greenery.
. . . . . . . . . .Here we chase dreams crumbling.
Inspired by Reverie #38, This week’s prompt: “tiocfaidh ár lá“
This is a draft, and I may add more stanzas.

Author: Misky

‘Misky’ lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, freshly baked bread, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets. Her work is widely published.

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