Not Waterproof
I want to be out in the Rain.
It pitters and patters beyond me
but I am not waterproof,
at least not today.
And so my longing to breathe in its freshness
will have to wait
until I can dance again on two feet.
Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Tuesday, March 7, 2017.
Image: Rain drops by Rhendi Rukmana from StockSnap.
this is so cute!!!
Thanks. I’m striving to see the humour in my situation.
Love it! I can smell the rain!
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