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I saw him from my window, late for work again
Hurrying at a frantic pace despite the teeming rain,
Along came the dog walker, his tiny dog not pleased 
Trudging through the puddles, some up to it's knees.

There were passengers riding buses just happy to be dry
Smug looks on their faces at the soaking passers by,
I watched the neighbours children who think the rain's a hoot
Charging around like hellions, in shiny welly boots.

And so it poured all morning, ne'er a break was had
Surely there was only ducks had reason to be glad,
When it finally eased the world it seemed stood still
Refreshed by the cleansing rain, but all had had their fill.

On my fence a row of sparrows, bedraggled one and all
Eyes half shut in protest at their drenching in the squall,
Then came a gift, a rainbow graced the sky
Life played out before me, as the morning passed on by.








Entry for
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (28),any form,any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
29/08/2020

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