the kiss of rain recalls a time
the world was green and new
and magic lived in every breeze
where time and seasons flew
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It spoke to my heart painting a time where I experienced equal conditions, so nostalgic its climate...
I hate to admit that I don't often play in the rain anymore. I am glad this poem stirred a memory for you.
A lovely, sweet poem to cherish for a long time to come! Good Morning to you, Mister Early-Bird! Did you just write this today, or only just submit it today? In any case, Well Done! (Just posted, and has a 10 already!)
Thanks Poetess. I probably wrote that a month ago. I like to let them simmer. I make little revisions constantly. The early bird catches the worm. :)
Rain's enduring kiss...lovely image. Everybody can relate to this lovely poem because we all loved to wander around in rain with our raincoats on. This one surely puts one in a nostalgic mood. The kiss of rain is a lasting memory that refuses to fade.10
Thanks Nosheen. I remember these things like it was yesterday.