Soft 25/06/2015 by adeeyoyo 1 Comment Post No. 828 . Soft . Soft rain clouds my view colourless as the morning dew plants hold their breath as i pass them by guarding their fragrance jealously . ©Denise G Allen, 24 June 2015 17:00 Advertisements Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInGooglePocketLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!