Good Morning and Welcome to Tuesday the 3rd day of July, 2018.
The sky is a funny colour and it is raining at this moment.
Big drops.
There is bright clear sky and then these blue with an orange hue clouds.
Odd.
But some rain is most welcome.
Flowers, grass, trees, gardens and CROPS can always use a good drink.
Some days you just need to reflect.
Walking to and through the rain
As I’m walking along,
Pace, brisk as I have set.
The rain softly falling,
from the sky a tranquil blue.
That yellow beacon peeping thru.
Birds are flying singing their songs.
I’m humming a song in my mind.
Humming and thinking of moments —
Times that were wonderful.
Hoping that I may see them once again.
The sun is covered by dark clouds.
Rain begins to fall with passion,
Hard and heavy.
Drops of rain bead upon my face,
As I hasten my pace toward home,
I’m soaked through but no matter,
Dry clothes await me.
Rounding the corner I’m almost home.
There I will be dry – still thinking of those treasured times.
Wishing you were here – with me.
Written by CY Lewis, August 18, 1990
Have a wonderful day.
Special Hello to: my sister, shopping LOL, hope you had a great weekend.
My New Life @ 51 