The smell of Morning Rain

Send us Fan MailThe smell of morning rainThe smell of morning rain, hidden behind the curtain grey, birdsongs quiver across a drowning city park melting in the fading starlightawaiting the lightof dayfor the dawn shivers and awakens, the trees bend,drip and fall, their shadows stretched in puddles, against the broken graveyard wall Until the bells strike and chime, the church spire pointing at the dawn sublime, as the skies lift  the sun the earth, and the clearing doubts of rain, she awakens the light of daybringing dawnto life again.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]