Sun, 01/12/2020 - 16:22 -- jt77

Standing in the rain
under a slate grey sky,
grass tickling the bottoms
of bare feet,
Arms spread wide
to embrace it all
as the wind howls
and the trees sigh.
Thunder roars and
I laugh -
Here, in the rain,
I feel ready to take on the world.

This poem is about: 
Our world
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