27 April 2010
What I Love About Home
I love waking up to bright sunshine, then watching the wind tearing through the trees outside my window. Sunshine turns dark gray and the rain hitting the rooftop roars, drowning out the voices on the speakerphone. In minutes the rain is soft and gentle, soaking the entire world. And then the sunshine is back, bringing some blue sky with it.
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What a terrific poem! Thank you for sharing it with us.
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