By Ann Christine Tabaka A rainy day falls from the sky. Bare feet splash in puddles. Cloud filtered light imparts a dreamy glow. The feeling of motionless time invades reality. Inside stillness, listening to the sounds soft rain makes. Melodic trickling transfixes the mind. A lazy yawn emanates, permeating the silence. Outside, small rivulets form, … Continue reading Rainy Day Charm
