Rain Cut Feline

by Mary E. Lowd

When the raindrops turn to teardrops
And it’s all you can do
Just to survive
Let the sadness take form
—a comforting form—
Coalesce and condense
Congeal and reveal
The shape of the sadness inside
Then sit together with the quietness
Of your own brokenness
And let it
Begin to heal

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