It rains on you

In an instant

a bit of afternoon

slipped shyly

inside the hole

of an anthill

as in a piggy bank

destined to save

memory and oblivion

of routinely things

dragged by winter rains

A guitar sound

scratches some clouds

condensed in old nostalgia

so that a half sad blues

rained on you today

It was when you showed up

through the window to feel

every drop that captivated

the beating of your heart

every hail that crackled

in the blink of your eyes

and again remind you

that if life offers you nothing

just try again

Edgar Bueno

10-7-2022

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https://riistas.wordpress.com/2022/10/07/it-rains-on-you/

https://riistas.files.wordpress.com/2022/10/wp-1665194948532.pdf