I draw open the curtains
While the rain falls its drops
Filling the hollow of my soul
With water so fresh and so pure
That I never want the clouds above
To stop their sorrow at all
I draw open the curtains
While the rain falls its drops
Filling the hollow of my soul
With water so fresh and so pure
That I never want the clouds above
To stop their sorrow at all
Poems and Petals 
Beautiful… but lets look at the brighter side… Iet the rain fall wash away the sorrows..:-)
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Yes true, the brighter side is always better 🙂
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Beautiful poem and photo! 🙂
~ Iris
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Thank you! 🙂
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Achingly beautiful!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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Really nice.
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Thank you! 🙂
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Awesome graphic matched with beautiful, poetic words. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you so much!
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