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Jun 2015
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Sitting here,
watching it rain

trying to count the ripples
in the puddles reflecting
clouded skies overhead,
slowly expanding circles
silently flowing outward,
disappearing at the edge
and they mesmerize me
as I find my thoughts
drifting past each tiny
glistening droplet
falling from the eaves,
rhythmically splashing
to once again see you,
my beautiful sunny day
shining down from above,
warming my heart and
drenching me with your love

and I no longer notice…
*it is raining
Chris
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Chris
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