Rain Poem by Victoria Hardy
Rain
The noise of an ambulence...
Blending with the noise of rain
The lights of streetlamps...
Reflecting on puddles
Flourish more and more
In silence,
In stillness of its own
And I refuse the morning,
To give reflections away...
Beware, beware
For when it is past and gone
You will miss
The very fair senses;
Of nature,
The raindrops and the smell...
Getting lost in cityful dawn.
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