Rain

The wind has calmed, but
Still, it bites. The air may be
Warmer, but it smells

Like rain. It looks like
Rain. And now, as children play,
It begins to rain.

If you liked today’s poem, there’s more where it came from! Check out Tuesday Daydreams and A Song for All Seasons for more of my poetic ramblings. Happy April!

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