Quiet. The city rain waters down the hustle and bustle of city life
Hush. I’ll silence the never ending to do list and lower the notch of the hype
I’ll wash the leaves of trees so you’ll notice they’re alive and thriving
As you rip and run merely surviving
I’ll soak the earth to soak your feet
Reminding you to remember me
Slow down. Pay attention to the NOW time
As the rain drops tap the pavement and ease your mind
I’ve been chatting all day and well into the evening
After midnight I’ll be leaving
But not before I tell you a bedtime story while resting on your window seal
About how all your dreams can come true and how wounds can be healed
Quiet now Dear, The City Rain Speaks of peace.
-Nikki aka F.Y.E the Poetess
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