Mr Rain emptied his buckets.
Firmament a brightness of blue.
No clouds christen this glorious sky.
Sun light shining before our eyes.
A wonderful sight.
Growth of New Year as tree she unfurls.
Novelty of dotted growth stuck tight.
On shoots of winter’s broken limbs.
Rain overnight.
Morning donates her renewed delight!
Yesterday.
Sunshine smiled a little.
Chill dared to nip at beaks.
Tickled ears at first light.
Glory be!
In a hidden hurry the ice rushed away.
Unnoticed as the day dashed on.
And then the miserable rain came once more.
Soon to be snow so the seer says!
By ladylivvi1
© 2014 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 5:18 AM UTC
Mr Rain emptied his buckets.
Firmament a brightness of blue.
No clouds christen this glorious sky.
Sun light shining before our eyes.
A wonderful sight.
Growth of New Year as tree she unfurls.
Novelty of dotted growth stuck tight.
On shoots of winter’s broken limbs.
Rain overnight.
Morning donates her renewed delight!
Yesterday.
Sunshine smiled a little.
Chill dared to nip at beaks.
Tickled ears at first light.
Glory be!
In a hidden hurry the ice rushed away.
Unnoticed as the day dashed on.
And then the miserable rain came once more.
Soon to be snow so the seer says!
By ladylivvi1
© 2014 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
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