Nov15

Raindrops

Posted on November 15, 2020 by MeRaw

Sunday 15th November

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Raindrops battering the pane

Like a thousand grains of rice

Hurled into the maelstrom

Becoming shards of hail and ice

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Where is the sing-song sound

Of a gentle drizzling shower?

Alighting upon one’s face

Leaving diamonds on a flower

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Thinking of you

My sweetheart

Darling Angel son

xxxxx

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joannerambling on November 16, 2020 at 2:16 am said:

Rain drops are so lovely

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- MeRaw on November 16, 2020 at 6:39 pm said:
  
  Very many thanks.
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derrickjknight on November 16, 2020 at 10:26 am said:

Wonderful descriptions

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- MeRaw on November 16, 2020 at 6:48 pm said:
  
  Thank you so much Derrick.
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Ishita Dhiman on November 17, 2020 at 8:29 am said:

Perfect!

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- MeRaw on November 17, 2020 at 9:09 pm said:
  
  Thank you so much.
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frederick anderson on November 20, 2020 at 3:40 pm said:

Where indeed? I think the world is growing old too fast…

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- MeRaw on November 21, 2020 at 6:52 pm said:
  
  I think you’re right.
  Thank you.
  Melanie x
  
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