Raindrops Silent raindrops fall.Watering the fresh-cut grass.Craving a tin roof. – Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… 8 thoughts on “Raindrops” Add yours For years I lived in a trailer in a swampland, and the best part was turning off the lights and listening to the thrushing of wetland rain. Loading... Reply I LOVE that sound.So peaceful.Totally clears my mind.❤️💕 Loading... Reply Mmm. Beautiful, Grace.❤ Loading... Reply Thank you Jeff.Glad you liked it.❤️💕 Loading... Reply Welcome, Grace. Always. ❤️ Loading... 🙏💕❤️ Loading... beautiful Loading... Reply Thank you Kizitovalentine.❤️💕 Loading... Reply Leave a ReplyCancel reply
For years I lived in a trailer in a swampland, and the best part was turning off the lights and listening to the thrushing of wetland rain. Loading... Reply
For years I lived in a trailer in a swampland, and the best part was turning off the lights and listening to the thrushing of wetland rain.
I LOVE that sound.So peaceful.Totally clears my mind.❤️💕
Mmm. Beautiful, Grace.❤
Thank you Jeff.Glad you liked it.❤️💕
Welcome, Grace. Always. ❤️
🙏💕❤️
beautiful
Thank you Kizitovalentine.❤️💕