A walk after the rain

Walking down a small town street
No other people did I meet
Cars on the road passing by
They must have thought: what a geek.
The pavement disappeared here and there
While my destiny seemed far away
Grasses were wet from yesterday's rain
The sky, cut by bald branches, had no light
Early spring was green and gray.




ABOUT THE POET ~
A 17-year-old boy from western part of China.


Last updated March 08, 2017