When raindrops fall, On petals soft, The flowers pout, As they do, oft From the weight Of fallen tears Until the sorrow Disappears Then nourishes, All who grieve, A silent means To give reprieve Tis then the sun, Again, does shine, To dry the tears, Of those, who pine Hard to believe #NaPoWriMo is […]
via Pouting Petals – #poetry – #AprilWriting – #NaPoWriMo — Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos
