When clouds appear soft
Their colors muted
Blending one with another
Covering the sky
With a grace-filled blanket
Evenly sharing their weight
Allowing for a healing release
Of raindrops so gentle
You barely notice them-
We forgot our umbrella
Should we go back?
Let’s follow the raindrops
Into this unexpected reprieve
From the busyness of life
Piano Girl 
“With a grace-filled blanket
Evenly sharing their weight
Allowing for a healing release”
Your words are a gift. Thank you, dear Kelley. Much love and hugs. 💕
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Thank you, Karla. 🩷
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It’s my blessing, Kelley. To sit here, at this moment, and just read a few–I got to read YOU–it touches my heart so much! Have a beautiful weekend, my friend.❣️
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You, too! 😊
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Let it rain
Cleanse the stains
Wash away the pain
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