I stepped away from my rhyme
And, for a time
Did smile, while the eternal rain
Touched my fleeting hand.
A few will understand
This rhyme, and rain.
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K Morris - Poet 
Beautiful. I love the imagery here; your words touch me deeply.
Thank you, Lucy. It means a lot to me when people are touched by my words, so thank you again for your comments. Best wishes, Kevin