As I stand in the garden shed looking at the clutter I can't get rid of it starts to rain. Each drop that falls seems to grow into a thousand foot steps as it begins to pour down. The droplets of rain on the window fall to the bottom carefully avoiding each other, Or merge together to create a stream. And the tap behind me as the rain makes its way through the leaking roof. I should go in now and make a cup of tea. But no i stay its hypnotizing. As i look out of the window i see the sparrow shelter under the elder flower and the fish in the garden pond bob between the ripples on the waters surface. I see the rainbow as the sun fights hard to break the cloud and the neighbour run to bring in her washing. Well nearly clear now, Think i will go in and make that cup of tea after all. Interesting I only went to sort the clutter.
Lee Stacey Paul Quinn.
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