Rainy Days
BIllowing curtains
Earths joyful tear drops leaking from clouds
Then settling on window panes
Tea in hand
Rocking slowly in my chair
Melodic notes drift throught the air
Dreaming of far away lands
Rolling hills or
City skylines
Majestic wild cats or
Graceful birds
Whited sanded beaches or
Royal old growth forests
I aspire rainy days
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