Rain

Rain

A Poem by Dead Angel
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I got inspired to write this when it was raining

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I love the wetness in the air

As the wind blows

Through every strand of my hair

 

I sit under my garage roof

And watch the sun

Disappear... Poof!

 

My dad sits at my side

He puts a cap on my head

A smile I can't hide

 

We sit in silence as the rain comes down

My dad washed his truck yesterday

So he can't help but frown

 

We continue to watch the water

This is somewhat a tradition

Between father and daughter

 

© 2008 Dead Angel


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This is simply sweet and I hope you share it with your father if you can.

We continue to watch the water
This is somewhat a tradition
Between father and daughter

Tells a story in a short amount of lines and puts the reader there in the moment. I could smell the wetness in the air, I wish I could have heard it... (an idea for next time). :)

Nice,
Stacy


Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Wow I almost cried it's uch a cute beautiful poem! :^D

Posted 13 Years Ago



I like your poem. It seems really sincere.

Clearly it came straight from the heart.

good write

-Dream

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the innocence in this. You have taken away so many of lifes hassles to instead replace them with the realtionship betweem father and daughter....and the rain. Really enjoyed this.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a beautiful tradition. I often spent days on the porch watching the rain come down when I was younger. The other day, amidst the 30-40 degree days we've been having, came a 58 degree evening with falling rain. Your poem reminds me of the sweetness of walking through it, loving every windy gust and enjoying rain and warmth. Wonderful piece, thanks so much for sharing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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"I love the wetness in the air;As the wind blows;Through every strand of my hair"

"I sit under my garage roof;And watch the sun;Disappear... Poof!"

wowow.. what a contrast between two.. very well worded. nice poem.

pal


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

thank you for sharing this piece. A wonderful write! Heartwarming :)
Sandra♥

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a beautiful moment ... a rainy day with eyes wide open and a writers wit to capture the moment ... write on,

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very deep piece love the imagery and flow in this one... like how rain is caught in the back ground of your relationship with your dad .. very nicely done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's my tradition to walk in the storm personally, experience it first hand and let it wash me. Idk, but it really helps for some reason. I walk out in it, lightning or not, since out here in the desert rainstorms are rare.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's a sweet piece. It's always nice to have something that reminds you of your family. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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