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Oct 2021
Sitting watching the rain
Thinking about eentzy weentzy
Spider
He was washed out
The sun dried
And he started
Over again
In the storms
Of life
How often have
I waited for
The sun
Sometimes I go
Up that spout again
And sometimes I just
Stay grounded
Written by
Mary Anne Norton
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