Written on an old tattered notebook page
First Draft, 1992
Windshield wipers scrape
BACK AND FORTH
Intense rain splatters
pitter
patter
on the windshield
Monstrous storm clouds hover
while a deluge of showers
clouds my vision
Cold rushes sweep
through the inching vehicle
as the windshield wipers chime
BACK AND FORTH
Like a tune on an old record player
Constant
Unchanging
yet beautiful,
showers of rain
pitter
patter
BACK AND FORTH
What do you think of my poem from long ago?
All My Best,
Heart and Soul 💕
Absolutely beautiful! How wonderful you have this!!
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Thank you, Jodi! Blessings to you💗
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You obviously are very talented Mary 🙂
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Awe, thank you Judy. I’m happy you are here!💗
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I like it!
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Thank you. I hope all is well there.
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A lot of life is back and forth, isn’t it?? Love your thoughts and poems Mary– slows me down to think… hugs hugs!
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