A weather perfect, not too sunny,
Ideal to
savor a walk.
Be
cautious, warned the sky,
For I
might turn rainy.
Caution
soon paid off
When the
umbrella had to be unfolded
Walking
in the light drizzle was heavenly
But presently
the droplets seem to grow heavier
And
gather speed
The
umbrella was, but a weak shield
Caution
paid off again
A tree
full of yellow bell flowers
Offered
a beautiful sanctuary
As the rain
picked up pace ...
When every
time a drop from the sky hit a target,
The
flowers fell around me on the road
Their
fall hastened by the rain
Beautiful
moments of yellow to cherish
Perhaps
the flowers had wished to stay up in the tree a little longer
I don’t
know
As the
rains started to show signs of slowing
Vehicles
seemed to resume their flow
I had to
move off
I could
not bear to see the flowers



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