Worn turquoise rain drips
down the seal of the window pane
like soaked tears they run
With watery eyes
the sad child silently wept
the air stood calm
Crashing against rocks
tidewater salty and clear
dancing with the sand
Down where the fields sway gently
And the sun warms the air, as if hugging it tight
No one knew the little girl who danced among the flowers
Dancing for whoever would watch
Young in age she was yet old and wise at heart
Lively she glistened and shimmered like gold
In circular motions she swirled
On the days she came, the rain would cease. However,
No sun would shine without the little girl
Happiness, she radiated throughout the field
One rainy day the little girl disappeared
No sun would shine without the little girl
Even the flowers begin to weep and droop
Yonder and near it rained and poured
But soon enough the little girl returned
Every flower replenished in vibrant colors
It was even more powerful than before she had left
Golden was the sun once more
Everlasting the girl was, dancing among the flowers
What a sweet scene you've painted in your longer piece. I also really like the haiku about the rain drops like tears on the window.
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