After the Rain
The clouds linger
In hope of being replenished.
The trees stretch
And shake off lethargy again.
The birds disrupt
Constancy with spontaneity.
The squirrels emerge
And return to their hoarding.
The flowers jump
With life and promise.
The grass sparkles
As it begs for the sun's returned warmth.
The worms gasp
For breaths of fresh, dry air.
The water pools
And trickles until it returns to the river.
Life returns
To normal as the earth dries.
Copyright © Donna Goodale | Year Posted 2007
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