SherrieS

By SherrieS

When the rain comes

I watch it as it crosses the mountains.
Sunlight bursting through the clouds
I breathe in and the smell is intoxicating
And then, here it is
I look up and it caresses my face
It falls to the ground
Nourishing the earth
Blissful.........rain

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