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Nov 2016
IT'S MIDAFTERNOON, I STARE AT THE SKY
I CAN SEE SOME CLOUDS WITH THE SUN FADED DOWN
THE WIND PICKS UP, ADDING A LITTLE FALL CHILL
TO THIS SOUTHERN AIR
WHEN I LOOK AROUND, THE STILLNESS IS  FAIR
I'M WAITING ON THE RAIN, WE NEED IT  DESPARATELY
I GAZE AT MY YARD, I CAN SEE THE LEAVES DROPPING
TO THE GROUND, NO ONE AROUND
THE PLANTS ARE IN PAIN, NOT MUCH RAIN
TOUCH OF HAZE
THE PLANTS ARE IN A DAZE
I WALK ALONG THE WOODS WITH MY DOG,
AT A DISTANCE,STILL HAZY SKY, NO RAIN
SUN STARTING TO GO DOWN AFTER A QUIET AFTERNOON
THIS TOUCH OF HAZE FELT WARM ALL OVER
TIME TO GO IN AND WAIT FOR ANOTHER DAY FOR RAIN
TOUCH OF HAZE
Written by
Cheryl Ann Warner  F/Alabama
(F/Alabama)   
297
   Autumn Rose and Doug Potter
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