Drizzle reminds me of the monsoons to come, Clouds promise me of the frosty days,
Wind escorts the dry leaves on the side roads, Walls wait for the shadows,
Dripping sparrows chattered away in joy, Tinted trees said they love it,
Rusty roofs said they aren’t, so did my Nike shoes,
Asking me how far is too far, said I, “I know my destination”
For the journey is just the time spent in between….
For the blog asked me a clumsy poem, I did it thus far….
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