PROMISES, PROMISES!

Rain rain rain rain rain
Relentless and unceasing
Will it ever stop?

Rain rain yet more rain
The beds stand empty, soul-less
Will the sun ever shine?

Then I remembered a promise : 
While the earth remains
Seedtime and harvest, 
Cold and heat
Summer and winter, 
Day and night 
Will not cease.

Well that’s good to know!
Won’t need to go out searching 
Now for gopher-wood!  

Maureen Iles
11/04/18