Soldiering on

Posted on December 7, 2018 by

rain

Wishing to be under an umbrella

We are soaked to the skin

As we shuffle through the wet leaves

Into the winter winds

Still rain drops keep falling

as the grey skies go black

We find the missing child

Our heat is warm, at last

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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