Inappropriate Clothes

Softly falling
On my face
A walk in the rain
In a beautiful place
Leaves are shimmering
All around
Little puddles like mirrors
Shine on the ground
The misty hills
A stunning view
The sky a tapestry
Of greys and blue
Everyone is hiding
From the rain
I’m soaked right through
But can’t complain
It’s coolness is cleansing
The blues washed away
I’m ready now
For a sunshiny day
We moan and groan
About summer rain
But I love it
Now and again
There’s no such thing
As weather woes
Just our intolerance
And inappropriate clothes


St Austell, beautiful even in the rain…
View from the railway bridge.
Photo ©SlimySnailsTrails

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