Rain
S--t, it's raining,don't like the rain,
sky, leaden,
puddles shine,
I don't.
slate roofs shining too,
still I don't,
trees and plants drip
there is urban disturbance
in the pond,
sun peeps shyly,
I'll just wait for the rainbow,
then smile.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2016-03-24 at 18:55
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		Lawrence Beck  | 
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