growing pains of the rain Poet's Corner if water were beings who lived with hope, breathed with lungs, walked with a pulse as we do, then maybe when they were born they were the golden dew – and then the Sun View original post 91 more wordsShare this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Posted by briannadawn Texan currently living and working in Japan / INFJ / Artsy Poet / Wanderer / Wonderer / Music Junkie / Tea, Please. Thanks. :) 2 responses to growing pains of the rain My Little Incredible Life March 8, 2017 I am really happy I came across your blog☺. I love the way you conjure up space and the way you breath emotions into it. Thank you for these jewels. 💓 LikeLiked by 2 people briannadawn – Author March 8, 2017 Aw, thank you for such a lovely comment! 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.