RAIN, COMES DOWN
IN SHEETS AND TORRENTS
GUSHING RUSHING
TEARING WIND, THE TREES
BEND LOW
BOWING DOWN BROUGHT
TO THEIR KNEES.
BY THE FORCEFUL STORM.
THEN THE WELCOME
SUN BREAKS THROUGH,
AND ALL SHIMMERS
FRESH AND NEW.
Stories, poems, pictures and illustrations of things from my life. Or other things that interest me. and I am interested in a great many things.
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