Rain, rain, never stays;
Sudden showers. Like your face—
Missed on the dry days.
Month: September 2025
Mother of the crane
Mother of the crane,
Acquaintance is our honor.
Please visit again.
Rain, rain, never stays;
Sudden showers. Like your face—
Missed on the dry days.
Mother of the crane,
Acquaintance is our honor.
Please visit again.
A place for my poems 