Rainy day is like ointment to the dry skin.
It soothes the dehydrated soul
And gets rid of the chapped one.
Anxiety tries to creep in.
Rainy day whispers the mood to the soul.
Writing a poem in a snuggle will keep anxiety in a distance.
not a talker but has a lot to talk about...
2017, 365 posts in 365 days, Just a thought, Photography, poem, Poetry
February, ointment, rainy day, soothing, Sunday
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