Spring days sizzle
Gardens fizzle
Plant leaves frizzle
Dark clouds drizzle
Gardeners grizzle
Battle plant strain
Water cans drain
We walk plant lane
Efforts sustain
We hope for rain
Hear gray clouds thrum
Soaking rains come
Hear raindrops drum
Gardeners' hearts hum
Happy green thumbs
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Lyrical Porch II
PoetryCome sit on my porch, When you're feeling scorched, Come put up your feet, Read a tranquil treat ....
