After The Rain Shower Poem by Gayle Sweeney

After The Rain Shower



The shining sun was buttery on the green clover
After the soft rain shower's sacred hymn was over.
From its celestial high hearth a bird sang a song.
My garden's soft blossoms are rosily growing strong.
Woodland red ripe strawberries I now can't wait to pluck.
It was a sparkling day for pools of puddles and ducks!

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