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After The Rain  Rain by joycegomes After the rain, water drips from the eaves Drops, in a row, splatter on the hard ground Silvery webs of fine mist; the sprays weave That hang in the air before drifting down Trying to keep their families intact Fish struggle in the fast-flowing rivers Groggy, half-drowned worms and insects attract Hungry birds from their dry, cosy shelters Along the sidewalk, newly-formed puddles Wetting shoes as people weave in and out Or, you can remove your shoes to paddle Not just for but also adults Thoroughly soaked leaves on bent heavy boughs With pearls of raindrop hanging from the cusps If I could get hold of those pearls somehow Around your wrist, a bracelet I will clasp Sodden flowers with their weary heads bowed Shiver in cold as a light wind blows by But they can heave a sigh of relief now As dark clouds vanish leaving a clear sky Lee Note: As a , I used to paddle in the puddles after the rain. Live today as if it is your last For tomorrow will soon be in the past |
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Hi Roxy, I guess that make us both paddlers.  Lee Live today as if it is your last For tomorrow will soon be in the past
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