R Words Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France
Written 8/3/2023
"Fresh rain a gift it leaves, a blending of primary colors on a canvas of blue background. God's blessing." Quote by poet Fall wind gradually moves beneath eaves, lacing in one side and out trees and leaves. Nesting season kindles in the treetops, bright vivid hues excess of sugars drops. Outdoor ambient and kind in its spell crisp breeze tousling foliage pleasant smell. Gray stout clouds slowly gently mender through like forceful bullies smothering sky blue. Shower droplets fall to wet the ground's sleeves; sun rays weave a rainbow as the rain leaves.
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