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Ses Mots, After that Rainy Day

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 * This poem acts as a follow-up to the original " Ses Mots, On a Rainy Day ." Richie Roberts on Unsplash Years passed Yet she continued To po l ish that evening Until it gleamed Far brighter Than the lif e it had been given. She had made him  Larger than the moment T hen larger Than himself.  He never possessed The dep t hs she g ave him A permanence  He never earned. H i s words,  Once carried softly On the sound of the rain Had long fi n ished speaking  Only she Kept listening. She had for g otten What the rain had always known That some things arrive With the beauty of their leavin g . first you hear the calling the drops then follow and f o r a while  the world is transformed until it passes. the cl o uds scatter nothing asks to be kept. that girl had mistaken wonder f or something that could be held gathered the rain in her hands and wondered why it slipped away. s h e was mesmerised only later to understand  not every spark  i s a sta...