Raining Again
Memories of my past make me wish I was little again. — Dr. KP Yohannan |
It is monsoon again
I sit alone on my bed
looking through the window
watching the downpour.
It is late afternoon
the sky is angry and dark
the wind is blowing strong
a tree branch has fallen.
Lightning shoots through the sky
thunder roars
the earth shakes
I am scared.
My mind travels back in time
thinking of my childhood
when I was a young boy
going to school.
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