And a shower of rain,
The smell of wet earth
And that feeling again...
The lifting of spirits,
A surge of pure joy
A face turned heavenward,
Liquid diamonds to enjoy.
Splashing in puddles
Defying the wind,
An upturned umbrella
With a stitch unpinned...
Memories of childhood
And the first blush of youth
A warm hand to hold
And a loving heart that soothes.
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