#925-Rainbow
11/02/2020
I remember the day.
Early autumn,
Still warm,
Walking through fields,
The scent of wet earth,
Mingled with drumming thoughts.
Patchy clouds,
Caressed our rainbow.
When and how will it be?
I wondered.
Sooner than imagined.
Unexpectedly.
In time,
Worries vanished.
Clouds dispersed.
Only warm memories remain.
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