When the rain pours,
and, it's dreary outdoors,
remember you were contained,
in water before the pause
When you broke,
out of the sac
Let the rain water,
take you back


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The light comes on
Then do they stay,
or are they gone
It is best you answer,
and, equivocate along
prolonging,
If they belong


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney