You are a rainstorm
After a blistering heatwave
The drops that tell me
I am not forgotten.
You are the medicine
That washes my leaves
Of summer’s dust
And fills my cells with life.
My roots relax in your
Rainbow Promise
Of our earth’s certain turning
And a blessed season’s change.
glamsient.me 
You are touched with a wonderful ability to bring vivid imagery to life, Chelsea! Another lovely creation!
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Thank you for reading. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I read this one at Melinda’s wedding.
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