mornings after a night of non-stop rain
are among my favourite
while i was unlocking the car
early this morning
i fell in love
with the scent of the crisp air
the feel of the leftover puddles on my toes,
bare from my sandals
& the slight fog, dispersing
if i had it my way,
i'd stay home in bed all day
glancing out the window,
listening to the wet leaves
brush against my window
hug,
-m
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