Fluffy clouds
It looks...
Happy outside
It's going
To be
Raining soon,
Much much
Too soon.
Calloused hands
used to
Pluck out
Withered down
Blades of
Green grass
From brown
Soft dirt
And maybe
It would
Not hurt
When you
Sank into
Soft wet
Brown dirt
Too.
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Incipient
PoetryIN•CIP•I•ENT inˈsipēənt/ adjective •in an initial stage; beginning to happen or develop. •(of a person) developing into a specified type or role.
