Happy Pictures Left On The Table Read Count : 35

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The rain turns my tears into flowers,
And the memories with you -
Into happy pictures left on the table. 

My thoughts write stories
From my imagination,
For today's children who will become adults -
Just like their parents - yesterday.

The wind turns my soul into a rock,
And the love I have inside turns into a good joke.

  I could write for hours about you,
Without you knowing that I whisper -
Your name to every syllable that flourishes
In my uncontrollable laughter. 

The falling rain brings a good harvest,
Washes away my sins,
And cleanses my skin of worms
That tried to turn me into one of them.

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  • Oct 13, 2020

  • Oct 13, 2020

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