Tuesday, June 11, 2013

June Rain-song

It falls, a rushing melody
Of rain-notes from the sky
In pitter-patter harmony
A liquid lullaby

It urges to fruition
The bud and sprouting seed
A silver intonation
Cajoling rigid reed

It streams, a soothing mantra
Strumming the leafy tree
A ballad born of whispers
Falling into the sea

Oh sweet, enchanting showers
Sky-river serenade
As earth responds with flowers
In every rainbow shade

© Janet Martin

We seem to be getting encore after encore of rain-song!

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