Day 127 in 2017

Five cars in a row and an umbrella 

Parked under the bombarding rain.

And I’m still waiting up here, selah

Everything gives way for the thunder and the rain, 

To scream and shout like an emotional fella,

Spluttering his heart out in vain, 

As none of us understand but thinking he needs a selah

To calm himself down like a peaceful terrain. 

O rain, when are you going to selah?
Five cars, an umbrella, and me still listen to you in uncertain. 


A drop of word would make my day :D

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