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Soft Rain

Rain poem

By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)Published 3 years ago 1 min read
Soft Rain
Photo by Christopher Jolly on Unsplash

Comfy bed it's nape time, the soft rain hitting my window from outside.

Makes me drowsy.

So relaxing as my body makes a print in my bed.

A cozy autumn day, with soft rain coming from the sky.

As the serein feeling of unconsciousness takes over a feeling forevermore no complaints I would give.

As I am relaxing, feeling comfortable forevermore.

As I wake to a new morning rain still falling, my husband brings me a warm cup of coco.

Say good morning.

Though it didn't feel like morning, it felt like evening.

"When did you come home?"

"Late last night, I didn't want to disturb you."

I worked while you slept, my dear.

love poems

About the Creator

Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)

Author, blogger, and in 7 months I will be a mom.

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  • Dawn Salois3 years ago

    This sounds so cozy!

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