The smell of Rain,
softly blurred,
She is grace,
like confetti from the sky,
showered my spirit,
watered my soul,
Into the muddy puddles,
He jumped with its rhythm
She is grace,
like confetti from the sky,
showered my spirit,
watered my soul,
Into the muddy puddles,
He jumped with its rhythm
He-my kiddo
A hike to Mount Majura,Canberra,2016
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