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robertthecat

It was on a wet spring afternoon
beneath a rich green arbor
Where I found some shelter
And acquainted myself with another

Who sought the same haven as I
And braved the oceans of puddles
That swallowed the rain and reflected
The green specked canopy above,
The sky, heaven and more

Together we picked a
Rose, freshly bloomed
Undamaged by the downpour
Weeping from the day’s passing storm

And together enjoyed
The scent of the wet grass.

i forget

Great images! I can smell the grass now. Thanks for sharing and keep writing!

EvilToasterElf

Just lose "weeping from the day's passing storm" and your golden, nice image