It wasn’t supposed to rain.
But when I stepped outside,
raindrops landed on my head,
my face and my arms.
They dried almost as quickly as they fell.
Strange, no gray clouds in sight.
Looking straight ahead, while
turning a 360-degree radius,
there was a mix of
bright blue,
fluffy white,
and daylight.
Where was the gray?
Directly overhead.
I suddenly felt like a cartoon character.
You know the one.
Aimlessly lumbering across a happy scene,
accompanied by a single rain cloud.
It’s curious, today is clear and sunny.
And I miss the raindrops.
Piano Girl 
Perfectly penned, Kelley. I totally understand what you mean about that one single rain cloud. I’ve had similar experiences. I’ve been a bit melancholy, mixed with just not feeling well; yet, those rain drops bring relief. I’m reminded how blessed I am. I keep the hope. We never know what’s waiting straight ahead. Sending love and hugs, dear friend. ❣️🙏🏻💚
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I’m sorry you’re not feeling well. Love and hugs. 🩷🙏
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Thank you precious friend ♥️🥹🙏❤️
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Your poem reminds me of pigpen, always walking in a cloud of dust. ❤️
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Yes! I love that. ❤️
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