Perfect Saturday

Rain drumming down
As it did once before
A constant setting
For our shared past

The steady rhythm
Washes away our cares
Turns back the clock
Strips away the now.

A simpler time
Just us two
Without distraction.
Without the hurt.

The rain comes down,
Pattering on the window.
Drops stream,
I think of you.

Catch a reflection,
Untampered youth
How things change.
Except for the rain.

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