There is a place I love to sit,
When the summer rain falls gently down;
Its from my porch I like to enjoy it;
Where I can hear

August Storm

Dancing through imagination,
Tauntin g me with their illumination.
Flicke ring silently in the night,
They spark

she leans forward once again, bowing to the sun
merciful rays of gold to thaw her
the long winter's retreat is forgiven,
a

Summer Rain: Coming Down From Heaven

Let the rain pour down on me
like crystals from heaven.
Let it refresh me
with a coolness

Dripping

The faucet dripped, the rhythm made me fall deeper into...

What was this?

My eyes were half closed as I listened to