I lie in wait, alone and calm.
The steady rain drowns out my thoughts.
Clouds create a dampening balm;
Water falls to refresh the earth.
Footsteps are softened by the moss.
Dense, green ferns grow like a carpet.
Here, I almost forget my loss;
Water falls to refresh the earth.
Tall, green trees are surrounding me;
I can barely see the gray sky.
Rain drops from the leaves steadily;
Water falls to refresh the earth.
In me, anger was an ember.
Things got hard and I stole away.
But now I always remember,
Water falls to refresh the earth.
Amy, your poems paint such vivid images; they are really good! Do you have a special place you go to write them?
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