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Oh delight, joy and bliss,
it is SPRING and it is raining outside;
and like a child all I want to do is go play,
I remember the drip drop, tinkling of snow melting.
Little rivers going down the street that I had to investigate,
sometimes, I would take my little brother and he dressed the part;
in his yellow slicker, big boots and too big hat, he had to probe sidewalks,
it is a beautiful and sweet memory of big sister and little bro in a spring shower.

April 11, 2019

Written for the contest,  Free Verse or Rhyme, In Its Beauty
sponsor, Eve Roper,  Inspiration Image #1

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