When All's Well In Meadow and Marsh

When the sky is piercing blue
  and the ocean's the same color too
When the humidity's gone from the air
  and the temperature's not 'way up there'

When sun's rays are welcome, not harsh
  and all's well in meadow and marsh
When there are apples on the tree to munch
  and the forest is cool to the touch

It's then that Mother Nature brings light rain
  So when it stops, it can be perfect again
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Fowler Avatar
September 10, 2020 at 11:39 AM
Who says you're not in tune with Nature, hmmm? I love the cooler, fresher Fall weather. laf
Krutsinger Avatar
September 8, 2020 at 9:46 AM
Light rain does sparkle things up and make everything seem fresh!
Wolf Avatar
September 8, 2020 at 4:35 PM
Such a prescient observation. So true! Thank you, Caren! :) gw
DiMino Avatar
September 7, 2020 at 6:21 PM
Beautiful! We are really far more perfect than we think...or our wives will let on:) Oops! There are hands around my throat. Thought I closed that door:)
Wolf Avatar
September 8, 2020 at 4:35 PM
Joe! Joe! You gonna be ok?! lol. Aloha, Gershon
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