For More To Come..a poem by Michael

Crystal raindrops water the gardens below. Thirsty plants

And flowers drink as they grow to maturity.

They reach up and smile at the heavens, as nature

Waits patiently for more to come. I stand outside being thirsty,

Waiting as the gardens do also. The heavens recognize me as part

Of nature, and so my thirst is quenched. I reach up and

Smile at the sky, and patiently wait for more to come...

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Nigel D Paul]

Nice, clear and concise. The structure drew me in to re-read it.

[Michael Reisman]

Thank you very much for this beautiful compliment.