My Dream Was of the Rain

wilted forest

One more! I’m unstoppable. As is usual for the middle of the week. So, here are six words prompted by Robert at the wonderful Write Better Poetry previously known as Poetic Asides under #717. And below is my poem.

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My dream was of the rain
It would fall during spring and fall
My window would remain open
letting the tree peek inside
my own soul.

© 2024, soulmary

Author: soul mary

Writer, poet and reader