Bloganuary Day 7
Today’s Prompt: Write a short story or poem about rain
Oh My Hat! What a challenge! Since today is my 50th birthday and I guess I’ll start this decade off with something new. Here’s my attempt at writing a short poem about Rain. Here goes:
Rain falls. Constantly, relentessly. Pounding the windows, the earth. Streams form. Rivers rise Sand loosens. Mud slides Walls slump. Homes crumble. Life fades. Futures change. What was is washed away What is is in ruins What will be? What will be? A new dawn. A new day. Sun shines. Debris is cleared A new earth revealed. New dreams arise
Let me know what comes to mind and what you think of itl. Let me live and learn 😊
That’s it for today. Bye for now.
Grounded African 