Beauty of Nature Poem

I am not a poet but everyone once in awhile I get the inspiration


© Charlene Valladares
Rain glorious pounding soaking rain
How I love to hear your song
Drowning my world in your torrential downpour
I sit here and contemplate your frenzy dance moves upon my window panes
Lost I am in your graceful movements
You dance through the night as the dawn awaits in the horizon
You sashay your last moves and the sun peeks through the clouds
Move on, it cries
For it is my time to wash the world with light
And your last drops bid the world


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Published: Jun 2008

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