| MsSouthernOrchid's Poetry Place. |
| More poetry by Mary |
| The Rain The night is alive with lightning, in the distance you can hear thunder sounding it's warning of coming rain, while we sit and watch in wonder. The smell of coming rain fills my senses and has a calming affect. A cool breeze rustles in the trees, as the leaves become slightly wet. Then the rain comes, powerful raindrops pouring down. They refresh and cleanse the earth as they pour onto the thirsty ground. It makes a good night for sleeping, raindrops are music to the ears. It gives a feeling of drowsiness, as the time for slumber nears. While we sleep the rain continues, a steady watering of our world. Tomorrow we will awaken to find, new leaves and flowers all unfurled. |
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