FACE UP TO IT

Day three . . . will the rain EVER stop?

My mood was falling like the raindrops

So I stepped outside.

I looked up at the clouds

Intending to share a piece

Of my mind!

Instead,

The cooling, cleansing drops had their way

And I laughed

Then pounced in the nearest puddle!

I was young again!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2016

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