Rainy Morning

The sound of rainfall. The smell of the pages from a book in my hands. The soft cooing of a dove in a nearby tree. There is a peace that so often accompanies the falling rain. It is a day for pondering, remembering, creating, smiling, wishing, and just being. There is something about the rain that is just good for the soul.

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