T - Tears

 T - Tears

I seem to have a run going of poetry from old prompts courtesy of  NaPoWriMo!   From “That Morning” by Rauan Klassnik.  The red text signifies the words I used as prompts. 

 "I’m trying to get this absolutely right. The words “deer,” “clouds,” “trees,” and “it felt like it was raining,” have all been crossed out."

It felt like it was raining

without clouds in the sky.

Drips from the fir trees

lining the deer trail

ran down my face.

No, not rain,

tears.

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