Describe your first memory of the rain ~ Prompt from Mind Bump

suggested by Gothic Home

"Describe your first memory of the rain."

It was just a tiny room achingly squeezed between my mother's open world front room and my brother's awakening to a sprawling garden. My room peeped onto a fence, a linear fragment of damp greens and a narrow pathway from somewhere to somewhere.

And then the rains came.

A dreaming, quiet 5 year old can find wonder and magic in an old, dusty window pane etched in rain.
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Just a pane of glass
Cobwebbed, stained and forgotten
Smudged, blurred, tainted life
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Just a little rain
Fragile, trembling, silvered streams
Jigsaw shapes beyond
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Just a little dream
Luminous pulses wander
Mixing and matching
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