Afternoon

Raindrops keep falling on my head
In the afternoon
I walked through the fountain.
The sun is behind me again.

I see the valley spread wide.
Before me, distant mountains
reveal their jagged peaks.
I wonder when I will leave.

The rain has left a mist.
Every plant is lifted up.

The beauty is all around me.

W. Wayne B.


New poetry book: Eyes of Hope

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Raindrops keep falling on my head... By Alosh Bennett [Image license]

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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