If I was a butterfly in the rain,
I would dodge the large drops
and hide under the tree tops.
If I was a bird in the rain,
I would look for worms in the grass,
not letting this good weather pass.
If I was a rabbit in the rain,
I would go underground to my den,
safe from the rain with my little family of ten.
If I was a cat in the rain,
I would shiver from the cold;
tucked away under wood planks that are green with mold.
If I was a dog in the rain,
I would protect my children from the water,
huddled close with my sons and their father.
If I was myself in the rain,
I would reach out my arms with nothing to fear,
slowly melting until the moment I disappear.
(Written: 6/13/19)
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Poems & Short Stories
RandomAs the title says, this is a book of some of my amateur poetry and writing. Each chapter will either be a poem or a small, short story. Most of it's really bad so I hope you don't cringe if you read it.
