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(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCLXXXIV)


Rain. Sweet Autumnal rain I cherish, hence
Like balm unto my soul; how it'd avail
Me after dark, sheer solace in th'all hail,
Its voice what calls unto my soul, defense
Within that note I've loved for years, a sense
Of yonder, yet of peace in that detail,
Though how words maunt express but seem to fail
My vain attempts to say what I know, whence?
Tomorrow is my day off, rain as twere
What Mum said's great for sleeping, which we two
Half need, it seems to me. I'm tired in tour
Frae crazy hours I badly needed, to
Be certain, yet which quite fatigued me. Stir
Thyself and save us, LORD, for we wait You.

06Oct25b
I do so LOVE rain.
Jenny Gordon
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Jenny Gordon  50/F/Bolingbrook, IL
(50/F/Bolingbrook, IL)   
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