Remember when we sat on our windowsills
Tag: rain
A sweeper of sorrows
When lightning strikes is when the magistrate arrives.
Nothing to see here
Just me being excited about the weather.
A beautiful moment
At this moment she wished for a pair of wings, so she could take to the skies like those birds and enjoy the moment at its best. But as a mere human she could only revel in her imagination.
From a stranger to you 