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It's Raining

It's early morning, still dark
The sun is still abed and it's raining
A torrential downpour
A neverending river of water flowing
From the sky

The sun has awoken
No glorious colours here but beautiful
Dark silver clouds swirling
Mixing with grey mist
Becoming one

It's still raining
Dripping, dropping into puddles
No perfect concentric circles here
Just the mad churning of too
Many droplets falling all at once

Puddles growing larger, spill over
Into the gutter sweeping rubbish
And other debris towards the drain
Gathering speed, faster and faster
Plastic bottles racing plastic bags
All careless discarded by thoughtless
Persons unknown

Silver clouds burnished with
A halo of light
Start to part
And out peeps the blessed sun
To warm up the day but
Not for long as the dark clouds gather
Once again , it starts to rain




MidlandAngel
Written by MidlandAngel (L Conway)
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© L Conway 2020
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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