briker

By backwoodsman

I hear leaves........

..........................drinking rain;
I hear rich leaves on top
Giving the poor beneath
Drop after drop;
A sweet noise to hear
These green leaves drinking near.

And when the sun comes out,
After this rain shall stop,
A wondrous light will fill
Each dark, round drop;
I hope the sun shines bright;
It will be a lovely sight.
W.H.D

That's the trouble with being an old fart.......one blink of sun and the rain is forgiven!!

:-D

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