i wonder how it’d feel to control the skies.

a poem about the influence of sunlight on my mental state.

Photo by Luca Bravo on Unsplash

i was sitting on a park bench

during a rainstorm

in april.

the raindrops pitter-pattered

in a way that was

instrumental.

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writer | editor | poet | all things personal development ↠ alaynadoyal.com ♡

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