'It’s such a nice day', raved Victoria, when she came home from
school,
while the gray wind drew zig-zags, then circles in the
puddles…
It’s a nice, nice day
Somber sky, pewter gray
Tug and pull wind-
Rain soliloquy
It’s a home-sweet-home tune
Clink of tea-cup and spoon
Of rain-circle banter
On mid-afternoon
Piano dum-de-doo
And my, I love you
It’s sock-feet and laughter
And biscuits and stew
It’s a nice, nice day
Almost perfect, I’d say
April-rain rhapsody
April-rain rhapsody
Drip-dripping away
© Janet Martin
Sounds like a perfect day ...
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this poem and your photos!
hi Margie:) and thank-you. Dayle at A Collection of days (link in sidebar) expresses my love for rain perfectly...'though we love the sunny days we crave a rainy day here and there to soothe the dry, cracked places'...
DeleteBlessing to you on this Good Friday
Oh I love this... I feel the joy plop-plop like the raindrops.
ReplyDeleteWonderful pics!
Brenda
xox