The Beginning

Somebody called me—
Told me you were coming home.
You were just a name to me,
Like all the ones I’d ever known.

But when it rains,
It really pours—
You were the sunniest
Of all the storms.

I’d walk home glowing,
Never knowing why.

Or how one look
Could change my life.

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