Wooded songs sang to me.
Beyond the freshness of the sea.
Blessed rain upon the ground.
The last drip a silence profound.
Rainbow colors fill the sky.
Just like Mom's apple pie.
Clouds gather rain today.
Waiting on GODS gentle play.
A musical song fills the sky.
Clowns and baffoons, heavens cry.
Sliding upon rain drops of dew.
Jugglers and acrobats twirling true.
from my poem book - DREAMS