24th June 2023
I love the summer rain.
As a child I would run naked into the garden.
Ripping off my clothes.
Dancing in sheer joy as the drops fell.
Arms raised in joy to the heavens.
No shame.
- sharnarosebevan
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See All14th July 2023 Set ablaze the last four logs. Roaring in the pit, On The windy side of the hill, The sky opened and stared to spit. Then it poured, heavily, We had to retreat, Into the warmth and dry,
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