Each Drop a Heaven-Given Gift

When the loud thunder died, clouds open a smile with sunshine.

Raindrops danced upon blush of scarlet petals, cleansing the warm earth.

Sparrows chirped an explicit scene engaging melody.

4/27/2018

birdrainsunsijo

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FJ Thomas

May 7, 2018 at 11:18 PM

What a beautiful scene you've spun Eve!

Pandita Sietesantos

May 7, 2018 at 1:43 PM

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the sky above proclaims His handiwork. Nature is a reflection of God's greatness and this Sijo paints a wonderful picture of this greatness which flows from your artistic paint brush! Beautiful, Eve! Hugs. Pandita

Caren Krutsinger

May 3, 2018 at 6:59 PM

I love your imagery. blush of scarlet petals. Yes, not fully red, just a blush. The raindrops cleansed the warm earth. Exactly; you are a wonderful poet, my good woman.