A Treasured Reminiscence

The dark black clouds scurrying away,
As if in search of a distant bay;
The cool gentle breeze whispering along,
Dreamily humming a magical song;
The huge tall trees swaying to and fro,
Doing a wild war dance unmindful of the show;
The snow white raindrops falling everywhere,
Covering each little leaf and each little petal with a beauty so rare….
The sweet scented air so pure and refreshing

Caressing the very depths of one’s soul and being!

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