Drenched
Oh summer trees of green
under summer hazy heat
I lay still in the hammock
listening to sounds of nature
a shaft of light was cast
through dense leaves
a cool breeze rocked me
into a serene light sleep
awakened by a loud crack
my restful mind confused
to late the heaven's poured
drenched became my fate.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2020
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