Rain, Rain, Don’t Go Away

I wasn’t feeling blue anymore.  The soft pitter patter of the rain, quieted my soul.  Pressing against the window, I watched as it fell softly on the ground.  He was gone but, I was going to be okay.

38 Words

This was written for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click Here. Also used the November Writing Prompt courtesy of Putting My Feet in the Dirt.