Joel Clark Poet Rhyme

Wet Leaves

Wet leaves and wet trees,
Brushed by with Wet knees.
The fragrant nose of grass and moss,
Emanates the forest gentle and soft.

As the mist ascends heaven bound 
Caught by breezes blowing 
It mingles a while with crow and buzzard
Before leaving unknowing 
Like the stranger at a party
The people fail to see.
Who disappears without notice 
And ungarnered sympothy.

Now Wet Tears on Wet Leaves
From Wet faces and Wet Trees

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