Rainy Days: My First True Poem

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road between trees and a cliff covered with fog
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Dim blue hues of light barely braking through,

I breathe in deep while taking it all inside me.

With true appreciation I sit still,

While all around me are others wishing for sun.

Oh, how perfect then is the day dawning before me,

Leaves dripping and mist surrounding all it touches with gloom.

I can only wish for longer with this settled melancholy day,

Waking each morning and hoping that dramatic clouds hang low and dark.

How perfect then is this moment here before me,

When clouds roll dark, the wind lifts the leaves with a humid dance.

 

 

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Mackinac Island, MI – July 2018

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Bee is that girl that recently found herself writing for twenty years with no goals in mind. With a stirring of life events, it came to her attention that maybe she should blog her exploration of life and writing. This is no frilly author full of rainbows and butterflies. This is a Girl Named Bee. She is dark, sarcastic, high energy and giggly. She is a nerd and a secret super hero. Join her as she explores this journey, wherever that may lead.

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