Rain Suggestion
- David Raskin

- Jan 4
- 1 min read
Roses and some of the behind the houses hosts of the motors were rust risky ready and red
The highup hoses and their friends with drums gave the huffed and puffed first unbreezed sign, inside from the line the towels were set, and so was the guy who made toast, Rain The Unloader with such an unmisty yet steady trend was and started as blue
Down the main alley’s lively lane the still sane unbugged tame cat came, his what to do among mode emerged and stood stiff with the unhushed nature’s plan for the come city, I bet he was going to let me be a do this friend, the plus of the trailer outsmarted the rain still on the loose
The cat looked at me I was on top of the hill
I being unthatched was booked with my flowers and crops with a suggestive will
My body and signed language’s suggestion and almost command for him was go under the house addition’s shelter
The rain still thrived, and oddly on time still in the alley’s prime with maybe anxiousness, he made himself saved under their ship, without a question, he sat down and did under it post with a bon plan of embracing the bad situation still looking grim. The thunder had pals with our renditions being welcomed
- Avalon Dakota
- 1-4-26
- 12:52pm
- Rain Suggestion







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