Morning After The Drought Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
Morning After The Drought
I open the windows
just in time when the day breaks
to meet the sun in tune
with the strength from deep sleep.
I open the window
and joyfully meet the rain, the rain
indeed after such a long drought.
Trees and grasses are reborn
and the parched ground
is saved from long thirst.
Dirty faced children are
once again cleansed.
I must go down to feel the rain.
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4/19/2024 4:23:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice work with the muse of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.