Rains

Luscious and lascivious,

the grass grows tall and high,

redolent in brilliant green;

salutes all passing by.

Yet again the rains have come,

drowning from the skies,

sluicing soil and sanity;

soothing hearts and minds.

Maize sucks deep eternal,

gathers strength to rise,

bursts in unctious cob;

brings hope and sacred life.

 

 

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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