The rain freshens the air
The smell of the rain dampening the soil,
Feeding the plants,
And gracing the Earth with its purity
The plants reach up, yawning
For their dry slumber has been interrupted
By the droplets that give them life
Little orbs doing their jobs of
Keeping then from falling into a dry life
Of paranoia, of waiting
For Mothernature takes pity
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Oodles of Poems
PoetryThis is a book filled with poems. Written a long time ago and revised or some new ones I had to write down. Enjoy!
