A Rhyming Hope

A Rhyming Hope

It’s cold again this morning. Rain last night and clouds today, but the maple tree’s leaves are larger, the grass is greener, and the pansies have smiles on their faces. Here’s a spring poem to keep in your heart when actual spring seems far away.

A Sudden Shower

by Blanche Day Manos

There’s a scurry in the garden, there’s a rustle through the plants,

There’s a scamper, scoot, and scuttle made by bustling bugs and ants.

The mushroom’s an umbrella for a lovely butterfly,

And the pumpkin vine’s a shelter for a cricket hopping by.

Then a rush of racing raindrops patter, splatter in the grasses

While the hidden garden dwellers rest until the shower passes.

 

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