Soft Rains Will Come Again
There you are in the smell of soft rain,
Every thing smells new around you.
Fish in the pond swim here and there all around me.
Frogs to be who are not yet to be cannot try to love me.
Cardinals bathe in the smallest of pools,
And happily sing about us.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2022
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