Rain

Poem by one of my students and friend.

Wind blows harder

Colder

Green grass tilts its bodies

Windward.

Pigeons line up

On the roof

Enjoying the first rain

Waited year long.

We, two people

One mood. One plight

In the corner

Talking, watching.

People passing by

Clinking sound of keys

Of the gate keeper

Walking to and fro.

Gate opens

Group of people

Walk outside

Chattering. Laughing.

Rain has stopped
Sometimes ago
Suddenly
Downpour.

On clothes
On shoulders
On faces
On our lives. 

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Van Nguyen