A gentle breeze brushes my skin The warmth, caressing my body And I am reminded of joy I am reminded of comfort, peace, and love I used to know what that felt like when we touched But now it just rains, sometimes it pours Things get dark, and heavy, and cold. And then the sunContinue reading “Spring showers”
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