The Quiet Plodder

By thequietplodder

an off day

An apperance of rain in emotion

When rain is felt
it is of a million wild heavens.
I fear rain.

And those emotions long wrested
but never subdued
emerge from the tear-cloud shadows once more.

Yet tears cannot quench affection
nor shadows condemn love.
There is not a day when I do not miss you.

There is not a day when it does not rain.

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