April 2nd, And Still the Rain Falls… (Love Liz)

“I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry, thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry.
Then I looked at the window and thought: Why, yes, it’s just the rain, the rain, always the rain, and turned over, sadder still, and fumbled about for my dripping sleep and tried to slip it back on.” ~ Ray Bradbury
Tulips the color of fire
Tulips the color of fire
Spring flame in the rain
Spring flame in the rain
Tulips in the rain
Tulips in the rain
Rain fall on us all
Rain fall on us all
Rain or tears?
Rain or tears?
Even the smallest things are beautiful in the rain.
Even the smallest things are beautiful in the rain.
So intricate
So intricate
Red the color of love
Red the color of love
Its a crown.
Its a crown.
Nothing reflects like faith
Nothing reflects like faith
A beacon
A beacon

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