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Raindrop Years

By Carmen HeniginPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
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Sitting.

Staring at the water,

Watching the storm roll in, through and around.

Just heard a personal storm, a doctor’s diagnosis,

Rolled in and over and through life.

And suddenly, the raindrops fall.

Giant, perfect spheres that break and shatter when they hit.

It feels like the years lived and those lost.

So many broken memories left to scatter.

So many memories yet unlived, already lost.

And then, the storm washes and sweeps away even the remnants of all that was and could be.

And all that is left is the now.

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About the Creator

Carmen Henigin

I love to travel, adventure and exploring. Turns out, I also love writing. I recently published my first book "A Depressed Woman's Sarcastic Take on Life," and am working on several others! I look forward to learning from other writers!

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Comments (1)

  • Andrea Corwin 2 months ago

    Very poignant and this line is superb: So many memories yet unlived, already lost.

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