Rain

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skies are grey, and flooding.

soaked, tired and hungry.

and from somewhere,

you came and helped me out.

I ask whether your umbrella would cover me forever.

you answered in silence as we walk the street.

and I got used to your kindness,

I know I won’t be damp again.

summer came,

the skies are now blue,

 chirping birds and the fresh smell of green.

I stood outside the old library building,

where a blanket of fire trees are found

I waited but no one came.

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