Tag: mother
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Homeward
The sky opened up, the clouds parted, the first drops of drizzle it departed. The leaves stood still, the lake calm, in mourn had it still if it knew about, the cloud’s tears, the upcoming storm. The trees sigh in relief, ‘pittar-patter’ it speaks, its language so sweet. Stems so joyous, the otherwise dusty leaves,…
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