My New Poem: Morning After Hard Rain
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Morning After Hard Rain
Moist, sultry air
Soggy flowers, dripping trees
Grass steaming misty in early sun
Wooden benches saturated
Birds coming out of hiding
to frolic, chirp and play…
My soul is like a watered garden
ready to green and grow
with thirst quenched once again.
Polly Castor
7/16/12
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