After the Rain

Juney was waiting to die.

Like shoes, she wore her life.

As a rose, she developed anthophobia
and was nipped away.

As a human, illness struck #viciously,
and she was mourned for a day.

Her next life, she prayed for no pain,

only to be the rainbow, after the rain.

#vss365 #amwriting #poetey

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