The smell of rain on Tuesday
Its dampness on my face
Somehow it’s always special
Offsetting this monotonous race
Each day so very similar
We breathe, we watch, we talk
Preserving someone else’s future
With our ever-slowing walk
Be mindful of the details
The kindness in our touch
For those who are beside us
With true hearts, we love so much
LH
9/29/15
