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Daily Grind #9: Roses in the Rain

Today was kinder than the day before. There was more cloud than sun, but the sky was not without light. The wind not without heat. The kind that hovers over your skin and grazes the crook of your nose and lights up the ends of your fingertips. There is a song playing inside your head. Over and over. You sing along with a smile in your eyes, ready to gift to a stranger. You imagine dancing like you don’t care who sees. But you don’t do it.

Maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow will be even better than the day before. You look up as the clouds hug the sun and rain meets the ground, soft as a memory.





October 13 for the prompt.

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