And It Rains

Waking, tea drinking

and it rains.

Writing, skull sweating

and it rains.

Walking, knees aching

and it rains.

Winds are blowing

and it rains.

Winter is going

and it rains.

Spring is calling

and it rains.

Seeds I’m planting

and it rains.

Someone is dying

and it rains.

Sorrowful crying

and it rains.

Flowers are blooming

and it rains.

Frogs are singing

and it rains.

Flounder are spawning

and it rains.

Grasses are growing

and it rains.

Gardeners are hoeing

and it rains.

Oregonians are living

and it rains.

 

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