I felt a bit grateful and sad.
I just love the rain. Especially now that I have missed it so much. Even yesterday as I got stuck in my car coming back from lunch, I blessed the rain that swelled the puddles I almost tripped it. I realized one thing though. I have never watched rain fall on a pond – until yesterday. As I sat reading my book, I spied the rippling raindrops on a small pond by where I
Deviant thoughts of making love in the rain caused another stir, and I stretched my imagination creating a cylinder of surreal thoughts to plague me. Oh happy tiny death.
I loved dancing in the rain on Monday night, but escaped the blister of lightning and thunder that warned me like a bouncer at DNA. I moved out of Mohammad’s way and let him pass as the chill soaked me through. Oh what a wonderful feeling.
Yet my neighbor's tree go struck by lightning - I wish I could have seen that.
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