Rain Down

the clock ticks on….

it is almost two,

a mist of rain gathers

in drops….that drip… drop…


puddles spread

into shadows,

that no one will stomp in….

splish….. splosh….

the rain stops.

thick damp blankets

settle on the ground

covering the early

morning hours

with dew…


the clock ticks on,

it is now after two.

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