Chatter
The gray clouds are saturated
A steady downpour falls
Moisture to mature spring flowers
Cleanse the air and all
Droplets steadily pour from leaves
Every portion washed cleaned
The pecan tassels wait to open
Their nectar insects will glean
Fog fills the creek's deep holllow
Penetrates every crack
Its moisture chills the old body
The emotions it racks
Tree frogs enjoy the wet cool morn
Chrip and click with their glee
Their constant chatter fills my being
Almost entices one to flee
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