The trickling of raindrops steadily tapping the grass
at the end of their long journey,
slowly seeping into the ground -
while a cool gentle breeze brushes against the open windows,
bringing the familiar smell of dampened earth.
The birds are perched high up in the trees,
faintly chirping, patiently waiting -
as the gray colored clouds waltz smoothly across the sky
to the rhythm of the wind,
momentarily hiding the brightness of the sun from view. ~ msc
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