Rain Songs

Upon these placid waters the wind blows fair, bream chase waves tossed by boats here, and there, Crimson vessels slice through crest, giving channel cats time to rest, Blue herons walk along picking through perch nest, murmuring bull frogs make their best rain calls, Some white owl makes nightly squalls, using nothing more than stars to light his way, Mystical mighty cypress trees sway big, and tall, they too seem to have something to say to all... For contest 179