After the hard rain
Sun is coming back Trying to give is some sun and warmth just before setting.
I Can smell the wet soil sort of heavy and funky smell
Leaves are whashed clean
The drops still glistening like jewels
In the top of the vighet tree à mockingbird is singing
Lloud an clear he Tekla everyone - here Im singing just for You!!!!
The lush green Grass is still wet
The smell of roses and violets is almost heavy
Wet feet
Mockingbird
À bit chilly
Soil smelling
My Heart is Painfully aware that this Very moment Will be gone never Come back
On the top
Mockingbird is singing
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Life , it has been kicking Me around for à while,,,, Trying to start Life over .... What do I need to bring???
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@misslittleDHP Ohh You bring Tears in to My eyes , Im blushing esp since English is a2:nd language to Me!!!love You hun!!!
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