I miss those Rainy Days
When we walked together
Under the grey clouds
As the raindrops,
Thunderstorms,
And the wind made music.
Our souls danced
In love under the umbrella in bliss.
Those days to now
Life is got busy.
And the music
Has changed.
Our souls now don’t dance
But sit together
and enjoy solace.
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