Finest Rain
Fine Drizzle
The rain falls gently, almost like silk
and in the hair of women a thousand pearls.
Outdoor plants are bursting with pride
their beauty silences the unhappy.
Plants on the window sill are envious
But a woman fair strew smiles upon them
and magical and beautiful.
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2023
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